Fake Realities

I tell them no appetite,
couldn’t even eat a bite
my body’s weak and I’m wobbling,
can’t stand upright

My mind's going in and out,
what I’m feeling's not right
but everything is alright,
because my stomach's looking tight

I'm consuming zero calories, 
pursuing fake realities,
killing myself to be perfect
thinking it’s all worth it

Nothing in my stomach 
and way too much on my mind
getting rid of all the calories, 
I feel so inclined

And it’s crazy because they’re blind
everything’s fine,
except my waistline is declining because I am never dining

Inside i’m dying,
but I have to keep trying,
continue with all the lying

Your grip is so binding, 
don’t feel like resigning
with the stomach pain 
I feel the gain from my strain 

there's so much on my brain,
I just couldn’t abstain 
from releasing some pain
about fearing weight gain

It's been driving me insane
needing IVs in my vein
I can’t take this pain
pop a pill on the low 
just to silence my brain

Vision blurred while I’m driving,
can’t remain in my lane
swerving down the road
my mind's going insane 

My heart rate increases with my speed as I drive faster
I can’t do it anymore
There's about to be a disaster