media's crawled into my greedy mind,
looking for faces and tight behinds,
unsatisfied with the looks i got,
wanting more is my only thought,
im a slave to a body type,
cause i crave a small waist and participate in a stereotype,
for now winning in a losing fight,
some day it'll change and ill hate myself for what im like,
i try to exercise and stay in shape,
its never good enough i hear voices say,
its in my head its in my brain,
it just wont seem to go away