Yummy

Get out of the food trap from a low self - esteem,
it's attacking your willpower, making you scream.
if only your insides could pull out a plug,
then scrub out the junk with a rub a dub, dub.
Your loving the enemy, but at the same time it's war,
ticking of calories while stuffing in more.
The scales climb to heights with a sickening tale,
making you feel like a splurging beach whale.
Your tripping, not skipping with an energy low,
walking slow motion in an unfit flow
Your clothes lay in dormant, they haven't a say,
zippers on freeze from the try me on day.
And don't forget selfies that trick yourself thin,
where you feel like a goddess with a little less skin.
Forever the past strays to memory lane,
where you back track to skinny, hiding the shame.
A love hate relationship that plays like a game,
where emotions run wild and can't seem to be tame.
If only your taste buds could suds out the flavor,
Zap, snap your yum for a healthy behavior.
Get out of the food trap of a low self - esteem,
that'll lower your mood with its cookies and cream.
A yummy subtraction from a sugar caress,
will have you fit into that cute little dress.
I say "GET OF THE WAGON from a sugar free fall,"
so abdominals can breath while deflating that ball.