My battle with my weight

I’d like to leave my body

and quickly fly away

I’d like to be thinner

what more can I say

I’d like to shed the pounds

that hold me to the ground

I’d float and fly to someplace far

and never again be found

if only weight was as simple

as counting down from ten

then I would do it in a heartbeat

I would be quite thin

the stress and struggle I go through

I can’t accept my own body size

I don’t think the more pounds you have

the more you win the prize

I’d like to fly up to heaven

and ask our maker why

but I guess to do that

I’d really have to die

but I want an answer true

why do I have to be this way

a thin girl trapped in a fat body

and I seem to be here to stay

what did I do in a former life

did I make fun of the fat

now I’m doomed to live this life

I suppose that is that

from a childhood of malnourishment

to an over 200 pound adult now

something went wrong somewhere

what was it and how

I’d like to fly away

the weight lifted off of me

I want to sprout wings

if only I had the key

I struggle daily with this burden

it’s too hard to look at food

I can’t put it in my face

I’m just not in the mood

I know it’s not going to make me thin

I don’t know why I try

I only know that it never works

and just makes me want to cry

how come I can’t be normal

average is all I’m asking for

I’m pleading at the gates

just average, no more

I’d settle down for 160

even though 130 would be fine

either number seems out of reach

neither can be mine

I’d like to fly away sometime

be lifted to the sky above

I’d like to discover one little thing

that thing is self-love