Touch the scale
Tells her ‘fat’, though she’s feeling frail
Skips to school, skips back home
With all those pounds
How could she ever be alone?
So tired and meek
Fears she’s done, what she needs is sleep
ditches school, stays at home
So don’t you dare say you’re alone
It’s what she wanted and what she got now
So why does she still wear a frown?
Little girls so ill-equipped
They call it bliss (2×)
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