"Skinny" by Dodie Clark
And satisfaction of scoffing is just so short Even while you’re munching there are those thoughts that dread of looking down and seeing a dome of my skin I’ll eat broccoli tomorrow, by next week I’ll be thin. And I know that everyone is beautiful A bit of tub doesn’t matter at all! When I look at people I see their hope Their smiles, and happiness, how well they cope with loss and stress and illness and death why do we obsess about being skinny. Arms and legs that you could snap a slender neck, a stomach that’s flat Give me a jawbone, make me feather light slice off some thickness and melt cellulite Oh make me a princess, a size zero fairy But that just can’t happen. Unless I give up dairy. Nothing tastes better than skinny feels. Tell that to my mouth as I greenify my meals. Maybe I’ll go for a run today. Or maybe I’ll eat ice cream until I feel okay.