Appetite of a People-Pleaser

Ideas forming out of thin air
 These indulgences none can compare
 So many flavors that one would abhor
 Even though I've had enough
 I still demand
 Give me more
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 I need a whole personality
 Something inordinately sweet
 Order anything you'd like
 Nothing's changing my mind
 I don't care how unhealty it is
 'Cus there isn't anything I'd rather be
 Call me obsequious
 I guess I'm a bit dramatic
 Sometimes my appetite is eerily erratic
 Give me your dire expectations
 And I'll consume perfection
 You are what you eat, after all
 Everything combines into one
 So many flavors that one would abhor
 And I know I've had enough
 I've gone too far
 Now that I've become a full-course identity
 Take a bite of me
 I hope that I've become a favorable delicacy
 That I'm worth something
 I'll eat 'em all the thoughts of anyone I'll ever meet
 Just to make them happy
 Wondering why I'm a burden or so it seems
 Aren't I everything?
 Maybe if I try a little harder, it will be okay one day
 Keep on eating more and more
 Divide my life away into servings
 And go beyond the point of no return
 I know I'm subservient but all of this is necessary
 Sometimes my appetite is violently contrary
 Irreconcilable perceptions
 Appeal to my obsessions the nausea is overwhelming
 Whether I've been caramelized or rotten to the core
 Which one should I be?
 'Cuz I dunno who I'm supposed to be anymore
 And it's sickening
 I'll overeat the implications of your thoughts
 Just to make you happy
 Nonetheless, I feel my insides are tied to knots
 Aren't I more than everything?
 I'm a recipe for entropy
 I'm too overwhelming
 Give me your validation
 I can taste your apprehension
 These flavors of personality
 Are hindering my likeability
 My impulsive desire
 My appetite has spoiled my urge to satisfy
 Everyone will like me more without it
 Everyone will like me more without it
 Now that I've become the perfect identity
 Take a bite of me
 I hope that I've become a flavorless delicacy
 That I'm good enough
 And now that I've become the perfect identity
 What else do you need?
 'Cus I dunno who I'm supposed to be anymore
 And I'm starving
 I'll purge 'em all the thoughts of anyone I'll ever meet
 Why aren't you happy?!
 Nonetheless, I know my insides are empty
 Aren't I more than everything?