Obesity

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America the Great, or so she used to be... We the people traded in our life and liberty. We're slaves to media now  surrounded by what other people think, struggling for independence like a spider in a sink.
America the great, Have you ever been? Perhaps one day, but not now. What are we great in?   We shuffle too large Behind over-packed bars. We cannot afford to live
Growing up an obese child Feeling alienated by peers mind was running wild           heart breaking through the years being told I had a pretty face Getting affection was really rough
I see your round face a wafting aroma towards you I want to pace and savor your colors richness of red and burnt sage flavors the golden gleam of your shine perfection and imperfection
(Part 1) Is it not the gym? That makes me sweat and pant? That allows ‘fit’ children to run round it When obviously I can’t?   Is it not the gym? That intimidates me so
Obesity, America, young and old, I must change or Death.
Being healthy is very important to me, On nights, and weekends when others party, I am one with the iron I am lifting. When others make the decision to eat unhealthy,
I exercise daily I feel amazing I have cravings I choose raisins I need to lose weight Or it might be too late I hold my fate
McChicken, McNugget, you’re so yummy,
Why are so you fat? When you can be just as thin, Some say what matters is within, You say I can't help that.   Have you ever tried? Whats within will surely become broke,
  People living, people dying People working, people twerking People love the way you lie Hot dog, baseball, apple pie Cell phone, iPhone, 3-4G
Taco Bell and diet Cokes Don’t be fooled, It’s all a big joke. “It’s low-fat and sugar-free” Really? You think packaged food is that easy? Pesticides and chemicals
I was sixteen and two hundred and twenty pounds. I was an athlete but ate enough for a family of four. I thought of shopping as a nightmare. I couldn’t fit into anything. I was stared at. I hated myself.
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