The meeting of two

I am just overweight, a size two at eighteen
The bulges are all there, inch over fatty inch
Do the boys notice it? They won't enjoy the pinch
Crying myself to sleep, I need to get more lean

I saw this girl last night, she was so beautiful
She must have a boyfriend, as stunning as she looked
Too coward to approach, but I was glazed and hooked
That amazing body with a smile bountiful

I heard a crashed body falling in the stairwell
It was my own dream girl in distress so I helped
Taking her for check-up, even after she yelped

Why is this stud near me? I deserve living hell
Overhearing the news of eating disorder
Yet wanting my number, adoring my border

◄ The moon

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