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by Lara Oct 3, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
A perfect girl is hanged on his wall Do we feel pleasure that we are loved that way or do we fall? Pills, cigarettes and diets but nothing seems to work Starving, gagging and trapped in a small bottle with the pressure of a cork Beauty, models and perfection that seems so extreme And no one can look at you as the way you seem A perfect face with all the right plastic And make up to your throat that will make you completely sick A cry for perfection never seems to be heard And everything seems to be so absurd The weight on the charts drop And a piece of fat hanging I wish I can lop Craving for beauty's attention and no one seems to look Someone please cut of my face with that hook A herd of girls seem to look at you with disgrace Why can't I be as pretty as her face? From a size six to a size one I need one more size to be a zero Won't somebody find me a diet hero?