the grimes

I hoped the lowering number on the scale would take my pain, when, in reality, it put me in chains But every time the digit decreased, I felt the excitement, I felt so pleased I would forget about the prison I was trapped in, knowing that I could never win I knew it was wrong, but it felt so right The only thing I wanted was more Trapped in a endless circle of loss, which would shove myself down on my knees I would play that game until the grave would cover me I would even enjoy this, she hit me and it felt like a kiss something life has barely given me before I didn't wanna know that I couldnt carry her bruises anymore Rejecting the cake with lifeless eyes, Ana, my friend in disguise whispering cruel words in my ear who always is there when nobody else would hear taking me though my darkest times, when in reality, she would turn into those who are the grimes