I know I can’t dazzle you
with current love drama
and my gray hair and wrinkles
are no fun to look at
But underneath I’m just like you
swimming in the same river of
Compulsive Overeating Current.
Only you have managed to reach shore
and dry off
while I’m struggling to stay afloat.
Please Please lend me a hand
and a towel.
I on other hand
have towels for you
when you need.