Wonder why when I step on weighing scale

Numbers always tell a sorry tale

Every night I make a resolution

From whale to mermaid start the evolution

But as the morning sun rises in sky

Thought of lifting myself from the bed makes me cry

Forget exercise focus on food

But why do unhealthy things taste so good

Never mind there is always tomorrow

Today let me eat a cookie and drown my sorrow

Wonder why when I step in weighing scale

Numbers always tell a sorry tale

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