My Mind Is Set...

I am not skinny, I am fat,
I will never be thin, and thats a matter of fact,
My soul is burried with in me, Because food is the enemy,
I starve myself through out the day, But by the end of the hours I end up stuffing my face,
Sometimes I wish i could just die or croke, Because i refuse to stick my finger down my throat,
When I look in the mirror I want to scream, All becaue I look fat in any pair of jeans,
People say I have the perfect figure, But it makes me want to pull the trigger,
I can't eat anything without being full of guilt, All because I hate the way my body is built,
Nothing about my body makes me fond, thats why I take a bath with my clothes on,
I am not skinny, I am Fat,
And No one can change my mind about that!