IRC-Galleria

Numbers in your thoughts
Knees against the toilet's floor
You count the numbers
You make them go smaller
Lighter at night
Heavy at daylight

You run away from the forty
You run after the thirty
You drink your skin thinner
You show your bones to the world

Must be better
Must be beautifull
Must be thinner
Must be better than anyone else

You made a neckless
From a pile of red pearls
They remind you
Of a weight loss

You want to stop this game
But you want to win it first
You can't stand the pain
When you get weaker

But you must win this game