Eat The Cake!!!

We look in the mirror, at least ten times a day

We see if we have changed, in every which way

We hope we grew taller, or shorter, or smaller

We hope we got skinner, or tighter, or longer

We don’t want the truth, even if it’s great

We morph it around, like it's block of clay

We see what we want, making up our own lies

It's usually worse then it really, to subside our doubting eyes

She stands by the mirror, sucking the little she has in

Seeing what she would look like, if only she was thin

She does it as a game, seeing how should would look

Soon it’s her life. She throws up the salad in the public bathroom toilet. She tries to be this new kind of pretty.

These Barbie dolls, surgery, and magazines too, they changed the game, for young girls just like me and you

We try to be them, but we know it’s not true

It’s physically impossible. I couldn’t do it, could you?

You are your own pretty. No need to suck in. 

Don’t worry, you're not perfect. No one really is.We love you, your great. Don’t change a thing. Please be happy. Eat, cake isn't a sin.