Look in the mirror what do you see,
I see a skeleton pleading to me.
You do not see the same you see rivers of fat .
If you let this go on you will be dead and that’s that
How did this happen how did this come to pass.
Why do you feel no one loves you, if you would only ask.
Was it a neurotic mother who showed the way
Counting calories and eating less day after day.
She treated you as she did herself it is no wonder now
That you have developed this curse.
Was it the adverts we see day after day
With lithe young girls posing in magazines and posters and on TV you see While you are at play.
What drives a child younger than ten
To vow to herself she will not eat again.
Did the children in the school yard taunt you and say
“little miss piggy just go away ”
They did not mean to hurt they did not know
That those words would cripple you so.
I say they the were innocent but that might not be true
For children can be so unkind and don’t care about the damage they do.
Was it that careless joking aside from your lover or best friend
That hit you so hard that your mind started to bend.
It changed the image the mirror showed to you
And you watch as the fat piled on , but only in your eyes was it true.
Now it is nearly too late
The pleads and entreaties for you to put on some weight.
Just simply fall on deaf ears
And as you slip away your gums bleed, full filling our worst fears
Was it your boss who shattered your confidence by making a careless remark
About eating too many cakes that caused you to a binge and vomit course to embark.
Sadly it is all or nothing for you,
Sadly my love it will be the death of you too.
It may seem like a mountain to climb
But please take my hand and except my love, your running out of time.
Mothers and fathers what ever you do
Make sure your children know you love them and make time to spend with them too.
Teachers and government make sure that healthy diets are taught
And evil nasty bullies are dealt with as soon as they are caught.
We need our children and our young people too
We must guide them and love them as they need to see we are true.
We will never stop the adverts on TV, posters and press
But we can talk to our children and tell them these models are just there to impress.
The rich cats are just out to make money
They give a damn about the models or you honey.!
So I reach out my hand and offer some hope
Every one is beautiful in their own just remember you are loved and we can help you to cope.
Beauty is skin deep what is inside is what is key
The soul and heart dictate what you should be.
You cannot chase the perfect body all of your life
You will have to give up so much as you will not have time to live life.
willowdot21 
