I eat only and air And thinks I'm dumb But I'm smart because figured it out.
I am slimmer you are And I am burning my off little by little Until I reach bone and I get to where I am essential Until I get to I am
doesn't tempt me anymore Because I am so full of energy and I can pass by water now I am living off the parts of me That I need anymore.
I could feel the slow of pain before, Swirling where my lungs should have been. Now I'm inside.
I out hundreds of things that I didn't need anymore. All my dresses and Stupid like jeans and socks. Most days I float the house naked So I can see in the mirrors. I have hundreds of them And talk back to me all the time. They me true and pure. They make I'm still here.
When I what I had to do I took all my notebooks, all my And ate them page by So I could take my with me.
I can finally control my life and even And I will die slowly steam escaping from a pipe.
This is my performance And all of the who won my parts will say How wonderful to let go that mad, How to go on this kind of journey And not if you come back to tell the story.
I words on the walls now So people will visit museum and know How someone like me ends up like (they'll say there is art in somewhere).
that comes out of me is sacred Every tear, cough, every piss. Everything comes off of me is sacred Every fingernail, eyelash, every hair.
is sacred and I scratch my bones Against the at night. I candles and feel myself evaporate. This body is a church, a little temple. You can't see me now because I've inside.
My family doesn't anymore. My friends don't anymore. You hurt me anymore. They can't me anymore. I can.
And okay. I don't need anymore. I can off of me. I to me. I dance me. I eat me.
they find me, I'll have a little smile on my face And they'll wrap me in a white cloth and lay me in the And say don't understand. But I do. I hurt anymore. I'm not anymore. I'm not sad I'm not anymore. I it through.
I feel so holy and when I stretch out on the floor and sing. Sometimes god comes in for a minute and says I'm fine, I'm almost there.
day I get a little closer to vanishing. Some days I can't stand up because the room moves my feet And I smile I'm almost there, I'm an angel.
One day when I am thin go outside Fluttering my so I can fly And I will be so slight that I pass through all of you wind.