Empty Makes Me Strong


I want to be your loving bones,
Your happy little skeleton girl,
I want to fit in that space between your fingers,
To dance gracefully on your shoulders,
Lighter than sand,
No, lighter than sound.

Feather body, moldy soul,
Miserable decaying tongue,
Deadly poison on my lips,
Rotting in my stomach.

I'll rise above the pain,
Because I overpower food,
Empty makes me strong,
Empty makes me happy.

Empty makes me beautiful.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Its my body, my choice. I wish people would just GTFO.

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I'm in your comment box commenting, this comment because I really don't know what else to say in comment form other then I like this =)