The ugly naked [bad word] She starves me on my youth
And I stand alone until you catch on
I swear it’s not by choice
But Ana has this voice
And it calms me down, it gives me purpose
And it’s alright, I’m alright, I want to be OK
I’ve seen it before, this eyesore, it’s me

I want out from under
This confining skin
That I so reluctantly live in
My worth is measured solely
According to this scale, 
I am heavy, but I feel frail
And it’s alright, I’m alright, I want to be OK
I’ve seen it before, this eyesore, it’s me

It’s me