Sincerely, Ashley
Body I’m sorry
You are tired
You are sore
Body I’m sorry
You got fired
Because you can make three steps not four
Body I’m sorry
You are starving
You are craving
Body I’m sorry
Mother is trying
She’s having a hard time surviving
I don't mind sparing a meal
I’ll survive eating the apples peal
If the apple goes to mother
Body I’m sorry
I’m suppose to be caring be your lover
I’m skipping dinner and rationing lunch and breakfast
I know that you’re pissed
Body I’m sorry
Drinking gallons of water will not fill me
But it’s enough to satisfy me
Body I’m sorry
You’re far too weak
You bruise when you work out
Body I’m sorry
My tears will not leak
I'm stronger than to pout
Body I am sorry
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