Mirrors aren’t friends with the binging you did
So you live in shame until you no longer exist
To warn someone about weight isn’t brave
The wish will be true like bones in a grave
Looking around, a love for her can’t be found
Maybe no one her size deserves the crown
How does it feel to be fined for what’s real?
I’ll pay in pennies for my next meal
I don’t know who took her whole look
Because her beauty used to be the hook
No one can visualize the words in her book
Her age is the reason she’s misunderstood
I think my eyes show me lies
Maybe my beauty is just inside
