She asks me why this is so hard
I know to her this is bizarre
It's my habits I should change
but they keep changing me
And the further in the week it goes
The more she can see
I don't need a slimmer waist line
But I don't mind feeling small
Please stop my mother tells me
Before there's nothing there at all
And I'm trying but somedays
I don't want to anymore
F* it I got bigger problems
Push anorexia out the door