Every bite she takes is a strain
But when she is alone,
All her food goes down the drain,
She wants to be all skin and bone.
Fed up with all the lies,
All she has to do is purge
She can't wait to be a smaller size
And into society she will merge
Smaller thighs, smaller waist,
Soon she will be thin
Calories is what she won't taste,
Now she isn't such a sin
