I stepped on the weighting scale and I looked up
Afraid of what I’ll see when I look down as the weight may not have dropped.
I crossed my fingers and even my toes
Hoping to end a bit of my woes.
Slowly I looked down, praying the scale would be good to me
The pounds, the kilos
The numbers show me and they do not lie
When I saw the numbers, I could almost die.
The scale it taunts me
Told me of the truth and of my fault
So my guilt starts to rise
I could either change fate or meet my demise.
Will I ever lose the pounds I gained?
I’m drifting to isolation again
Confidence gained is now confidence lost
And I have but myself to blame the most
Spare me the sweet talk and tell me straight
That I’ve once again gained weight