and what does she see?
Nothing but fat and obesity.
Her friends say "Your silly, your not even fat!"
She only wishes she could see herself like that.
She goes to the bathroom and closes the door.
And looks and the toilet seat and drops to the floor,
Sticks her finger down her throat and begins to heave.
The months go by and her habits get worse.
It started out a cure but now its a curse.
She wants to stop,
But now she's addicted.
Though all the pain she's feeling is self inflicted.
She looks in the mirror
Now what does she see?
A sickly figure,thin as can be.
The tears start to fall down her pale face as she wipes them away,
She begins to feel weak.
Slowly her surroundings begins to go black.
She puts her head down and lies on her back,
She closes her eyes and begins to drift,
Next thing she knows, she's now on a drip.
Her friends and family surround her bed.
She starts to feel light and dizzy in the head.
They keep askng her questions the most common is "Why?"
But all she can do is sit there and cry.
Although it seems hard and the process slow
finally the day comes when she can pack her bags and go.
All that pain and suffering it took just to realize
She was never even fat, she was always the perfect size!!!