Their perfect bodies...

I look in the mirror
And hate what I see,
Why couldn't I be someone else?
Why did I have to be me?
All the girls at school
Say they need to diet, that they're so fat.
Why can't they see how they really look?
I wish I could look like that.
None of them are fat,
They all look amazing,
And I'm sat in the corner,
That disgusting, repulsive thing.
All of them deny it,
Say that it's not true,
But how the hell would they know?
With their perfect bodies
And their jeans slung low.
If only I wasn't this big,
If only my waist was slimmer,
If only I could look like them,
If only I was thinner...

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