Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the fairest of them all
Who is it I want to be
What is it I have to see
To be forever free
Of this hateful jealousy
How many pounds must I loose
To have the figure that I choose
Flat abs and skinny legs
But my stomach begs, and begs.
To be fed and i surrender
Knowing I cannot be slender
Hate and pain are all i feel
For my body far from ideal.
And I question every day
How much longer I can stay
Within my world of hate and pain
I worry about the weight I gain
Before I try to end it all
And end up in the hospital
There may be even worse ahead
I'll end up on my dying bed.
Soon I fear my life will be,
just a painful memory.
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