I am closing my eyes to death,
As I am taking my last powerless breath.
I thought that I was doing something smart by melting away my last solid pounds.
Every mirror I looked into, a horror picture is what I found.
I hated myself and I found myself fat.
Trickery snuck behind me, like some barbarous rat.
Now I stand before my doomsday,
Feeling exposed, my mouth shut tight, but I got so much to say.
It may be a little to late to save me.
But finally I set my demons free.
There are a lot others out there going through what I am, it's not to late to save them.
Tell them what you have told me, maybe they will think again.
A precious life is to beauteous to end.
As i take my last frail breath, I think about what I could have done.
Where has all this begun.
I hear voices all around me as my soul leaves my body and into the sky.
All my questions begin with " why?"
As a broken angel, I couldn't pass through the light.
Many questions we're never answered so this is my fight.
As I flee across town
I hear familiar voices, all around.
This made me want to cry.
I wasn't ready to die.
Sometimes life gives you choices,
From your inner voices.
Life brought me here,
Death was the answer, I feared.
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