Food was your enemy, had never been a friend
You hated the thought of eating, it killed you in the end.
Everyone begged you, pleaded with you to eat,
But it made no difference, you accepted defeat.
You grew thinner day by day,
Whenever the food came out, you would walk away.
Food was your enemy, had never been a friend
You hated the thought of eating, it killed you in the end.
