• Listen to the cracks
    Feel the pop in your back
    The empty hole in your stomach
    Never going away
    Look at your skin
    The color is slowly fading
    Just like your weight
    It is sad fact of life
    But for beauty
    It's a price you need to pay
    You're sick of yourself
    And you hate what you see in the mirror
    You go in a room
    And puke in the corner
    There goes a pound
    Ready for another round?
    Every single day
    It gets harder to breathe
    You can barely stay awake
    It's getting harder for you to see
    On animals, this is sad
    On you, it's beautiful
    This is the price you need to pay
    To get what you want
    To get your dream
    Of being skinny
    Weeks go by
    As you continue to lie
    By saying you're eating
    When not even a little food went in that thing
    You call a stomach
    Take another look at yourself
    Are you seriously putting beauty over health?
    On the walkway as you reach for the crown
    You fall down
    The room is dead silent
    As you gasp for what you feel is your last breath
    Images repeat in your head
    The last one you see
    Is when you made that choice
    The price you pay for beauty
    Will only leave you dead
    You wake up in a white bed
    And there's a doctor
    You smile and promise to start over
    That is beauty
    Just living life
    Instead of trying to hide