Madness

Madness. Madness!
It's madness they say
The desire for bones
Just won't go away

The desire to wither
The desire to fade
The desire to have
The future I made

The future I made
Inside of my head
A skeletal figure
Of me, nearly dead

Why must I have this
It's madness you see
It's madness to want this
Bones just for me

Don't get me wrong
Food is my life
In more ways than one
It's my ultimate strife

I eat just to eat
Not to fill a void
Then I starve just to starve
'Til body destroyed

Food is my love
My dearest obsession
The root of it all
My biggest depression

To eat or to not
That is the query
But whatever I choose
Is wrong. Do you see?