Survival of the fittest
Survival of the prettiest
Got to be the best
Above all the rest
Pretty wins the race
I don’t eat tonight
Or tomorrow
I’m not hungry
I say for the third day in a row
I’m starting to get dizzy
Skinniest is prettiest
My ribs are starting to show, My hair is falling out
I was called fat today and I know this to be true
Skinniest is prettiest
Ice water and an apple a day
Helps keep the fat away
My legs are sticks, My arms are twigs
I’m thinking about buying a wig
Skinniest is prettiest
I look in the mirror and smile
I can count my ribs,
My arms and legs play at skeleton,
My hair is straw
I am beautiful
Skinniest is prettiest
I lay down in bed
A pillow to cushion my head
I drown in my blankets,
I’m always so cold
I bask in the heat
As I lay down now, I know that if I don’t wake
I’ll be ok, I died beautiful after all
Skinniest is prettiest
Am I pretty now?