PERFECTION

Sitting at the table
Dinners almost done
Family is just waiting
For a bite to be taken, just one

I refuse to eat my dinner
My mother asks me why
I say I already ate
But I know that�s just a lie

So she takes away my plate
And I slowly walk away
Hoping that tomorrow
90 pounds I�ll weigh

But with everyday it gets harder
To hide what I�m trying to do
My sisters getting suspicious
Since I weigh only 92

I�m down to just one carrot stick
Every other day
But it�s just getting started
Come on, it�s time to play

Thinner I get
But still I�m not satisfied
It tells me I�m fat
My hands are tied

My mom sees a problem
And finally one day
She confronts me about it
And says starving is not the right way

So I pretend to listen
And pretend to agree
But my little friend whispers
Bulimia�s the key

So I eat all my food
That my mom will know, I doubt
That right after dinner
I barf it all out

My friends think I�m crazy
But confidence I gain
With every pound I lose
They think I�m insane

So down to skin and bones
My clothes do not fit
I�m 70 pounds
But that�s not it

I will keep going
And never will I stop
Cause perfection is something
That can never be bought