She looks in the mirror and what does she see
Nothing but fat and obesity
Her friends say your silly your not ever fat
She only wishes she could see herself like that
She looks at the toilet and drops to her knees
Sticks her fingers down her throat and begins to heave
The months go by and her habits get worse
It started as a curse now it’s a curse
She wants to stop but now she’s addicted
Through all this pain she is feeling its self inflicted
She looks in the mirror now what does she see?
A sticky figure thin as can be
The tears start to fall on her pale cheek
As she wipes it away she beings to feel weak
Slowly her surroundings begin to go black
Next thing she knows she on a drip
Her friends and family surround her bed
She starts to feel dizzy and light in the head
The keep asking questions most common is why?
But all she can do is sit there and cry
Although it seems hard and the process is slow
Finally comes the day were she can pack her bags and go
All the pain and suffering it took just to realize
She was always the perfect size
