My heart goes out to anyone who is struggling or has ever struggled with anorexia or bulimia. I'm sorry that you suffer so. You deserve to be told that you are beautiful regardless of your waistline or curves. You deserve to hear it every day. You deserve to know it, and to believe it with your entire being, because it is true. It is my hope for you that someday, you will believe this in every corner of your mind and that the wicked thoughts and compulsions wither away before they do as much to you.
Forcing yourself to stay hungry is not the path to love or acceptance, nor does it make you deserve affection or attention. You deserve these things the way you are, and the way you will look once you've established a healthy relationship with food.
Hunger does not care for you.
But I do.
I'm gonna run to the river alone 'cause I don't want people to see
I get so embarrassed when I run, I can't breathe
When I'm by the water and there's no one there but me
I stand and fill my lungs up, and I'll walk back home for tea
No, I don't like my stomach, my mother says it's round
I tried to run it off, but when I run, my breath runs out
Well, mother, I am flattered that my hunger makes you proud
But I don't want this hunger if it puts me in the ground
Describe what I look like 'cause I can't really tеll
I'm told I look my best when I feel a bit unwell
And it rеally gets me down, this idea that you sell
But I can't afford to taste it, so I'll settle for the smell
I'll say something ironic (Say something ironic) that I was never told
I'll cover up my body (I'll cover up my body) when it fits into the mould
See, no one ever warned me that skinniness is cold (Ah-ah-oh)
So, I don't think I'll take skinny past these twenty-two years old