"I won't take second helpings of insanity"
I say,
As I push the plate of hate
away from me.

Ounces lessen ownership of love...
Screams the voice inside.
Reduction is the only way to rise above.

Weightless means Worthwhile,
in this world of numbers;
Where less is more,
and death sounds kind.
Where starvation becomes an art.

This diet of reprieve,
and though my eyes;
they do decieve,
You'll never know what I believe.
That down is up,
and numbers moving backward,
really mean I'm moving forward.

And in my mind,
Zero is the greatest of them all.
This world I live inside,
is getting oh so small.
Losing weight...
Losing faith...
Thinning the Family.