too fat to be loved

And I take a knife and hold it in my hand feeling the weight
And I slice my stomach right across
Trying to cut away
Tring to reduce the size
Make it go away

And I look to my thighs
The two huge Wales that live there
And I cut and I slice
Until red flows down my legs
Until my body is reduced to scars and bruises

And I lie on the floor and dream of what could be
And feel myself floating away
Into the sea frinally happy
Finally I can be me