lunes, 2 de marzo de 2009

hunger

I'm not Hungry
Fight the hunger,
Push it back–
I’m not hungry.
I’m not hungry.
I’m so fat
They pick on me
–I’ll prove them wrong,
I’ll get thin.
I’m not hungry.
I’m not hungry.
Must stay top
Of every class
–Make them proud,
Make them pleased
That I’m around.
I’m not hungry.
I’m not hungry.
“Yes, I’m fine!”
Why do I snap?
Why do I shout?
Why do they ask
If I’m ok?
I’m not hungry.
I’m not hungry.
“Look, we’re worried…”
Like heck you are!
You just don’t want
Competition When I’m thin
And beautiful.
“Yes mum, I ate my lunch…”
Fingers crossed behind my back.
“Can I have an apple?
I’m darn starved!”
I’m not hungry.
I’m not hungry.
I’m not hungry
…Fight the hunger
…Fight the hunger
…Fight the scales,
Fight the mirror.
Tell me when I’m beautiful…
Wake me when I’m thin…
My eyes are heavy,
My head is foggy;
I’m not hungry.
I’m not hungry.

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