Mirror on the wall...
Why do you torture me.
"Do I look beautiful today?"
Are the words that you will never say,
The love handles on my obliques
make my facial muscles weak
All they can do Is pout
when they look down and see
that my thighs keep my vagina safe and sound
What I'd do for a thigh gap
Myabe I could have one if I could shut my trap
Put the fork down fatty
You know being skinny would make you happy
"What would you do to have me?"
Skinny whisper in my ear
I cry while I binge
Knowing that these chocolates bar are travelling to my rear.
