One bite of food
and I’m already full.
When it comes to eating
theres no control.

Thick or thin
it’s never enough.
that’s why taking another bite
I find so tough

Call it what you want
but it’s not a disease.
It’s just the thought
of having someone to please.

So please don’t say
that I’ve gotten thin
I could be the skinniest,
but I still wouldn’t win.

Skin and bones
is where I wanna get.
So please don’t cry,
I’m the one who’s upset.

See my ribs,
and my hips sticking out
but I’m still not good enough
through my eyes I doubt.

Fragile as a twig,
I’m as light as a feather.
Ten pounds less,
and I’d feel even better.

Just ignore the food
and keep on moving.
Envy yourself,
and all the weight you’re losing.