I will not die to make you proud
I was in this place before you came
All my hopes and pride
With one word, replaced by shame
I came to you looking for support
A comforting arm, a listening ear
You turned me out and laughed in my face
Not quite good enough to fit in here.
In the background i hear you whisper "wannarexic"
and "she's so fat, look what she's
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