I hate my human body
It twitches, it turns,
> It contorts from pleasue and pain.
It lies awake at night crying,
Shuddering, it aches, it pains
It lies there until it passes out
> from a lack of what it once had.
I wish it would just vomit my spirit and soul
So I could find a more suitable host.
It has tha power to be beautiful
But instead it decides to be vile and nasty.
And wage war on it's self
> Marking and marring every inch of it own flesh
And then it's ashamed,
> tries to cover it up
But it's in vain
> Cause it knows they're still there
It tears at it in the depths of night
when it's lying awake, crying
> from a lack of what it once had
I hate my wrtched human body
It twitches, it turns ,
It contorts form pleasure and pain.
