I'm tired of your twisted ways,
How you've occupied too many of my days,
You're cruel, vicious, and like to ruin lives
You don't care who dies or survives.
I've been in your grasp for eight long years
I've ruined relationships, shed many tears
Despite the stigma, I can't "just eat"
But boy, do I deserve a treat!
Hours have been spent sweating in the gym
All in the name of staying slim,
Isn't there more to life than what I weigh?
I know there is, no matter what you say.
I wish I could make you leave me alone
And stop whittling me down to skin and bone,
But fighting you requires a certain kind of strength.
Am I willing to go to that length?
As hard as it is, I have to fight back
Too many things you have made me lack
Life is too short to live depressed and starved
And I will no longer allow myself to be carved.