Mountain

""People say, "How beautiful, how sweet,
how kind". You're perfect, you've got nothing to
hide. But I, for one, have seen the sun.
And the bitch that you've locked up inside.
Got fat, got angry, started hating myself.
Wrote "Birthday Boy" for you babe.
Now I'm skinny and sick and paranoid.
Without a cent to my name.""
—Reddit