Sat, 12/16/2017 - 23:10 -- Samyie

I wear you like a coat

that everyone can see

"Did she gain a few pounds?"

"She should really stop eating"

There talking right now

Saying things behind my back

So I'd rather skip a meal

Because I can live without


When I was one-eighty

I said I'd be happy at thirty-five

And now at that weight

I'll be happy at one-o-nine

I know that I should stop

I've been told this truth before

But there's people telling me

I could lose a little more


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