They always say they're concerned about me, about my health, when all they want to do is control me. They want to pin me down and force-feed me with lies, with what they call

love. Like prisoners everywhere, all I have left is the power to refuse.

You’re looking skinny like a model with your eyes all painted black. You just keep going to the bathroom always say you’ll be right back. Well it takes one to know one, kid, I think you’ve got it bad. But what’s so easy in the evening, by the morning's such a drag.

You will be tempted quite frequently, and you will have to choose whether you shall enjoy the twenty minutes or so that you will be consuming empty calories, whether you will cordially despise yourself for two or three days for lack of willpower.

Mom and Daddy look

It's ur little girl

Starving for attention

too much on my plate

Things that I can't face

Starving for attention

I can't be myself

The mirror tells

Lies and says I'm ugly

Am I really here?

I cut my skin

It takes a knife to find me

I can't make me feel

So now I have to bleed

Hungry empty

Lost in her pain

She can't tell you

So she slowly fades away

Mom and Daddy look

It's your little girl

Dying for attention

Too much on her plate

Things that she can't face

Starving for attention

Craving your attention

She's dying for your attention