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Sticks and stones
Skin and bones

Only starving to please you
What did I ever do?

The man in the mirror I don’t recognise
Looking gaunt with tears in her eyes

Sticks and stones
Skin and bones

Never eating
Feeling defeated

Weak and thin
Frail as sin

Fainting and headaches
I’ll do what it takes

to keep up this pretty little lie

The mirror spews its harsh abuse
I’m starting to think it’s telling the truth

Sticks and stones
Skin and bones

Why do I starve to feel normal
Can you accept me the way that I am?