I see
And I can perceive
The perfect they know
But that\'s something my body can\'t condone;
And I walk these halls
Quickly, before one of us falls,
Because it will be me who breaks
And these headaches,
They take over my body,
A result of starving oneself,
Trying to be
That CoverGirl pretty
That all those who are skinny
Have it so easy
And now I\'m stuck in this rhyme,
But this is a ladder I must climb,
Trying to get to the top
Before I am forced to stop;
Because I am that fat girl
And those eyes like pearls
Watch me break
Under the pressure I face
When I can\'t lose weight,
And I start to procrastinate;
Laying in bed \'til eventually
It\'s as if that provides immunity
To the harsh words I hear
From everyone I held dear
Because I am that fat girl,
Which seems to give reason
To commit treason
To a code us ladies hold close,
But now it is gross
To get too close
As if a breeze carries the weight
And I am just the bait.
And these stretch marks
On my stomach
My back
My thighs
Tend to verbalize:
\"Not pregnant, just eating good\"
And
\"Oh you gained ten pounds?
Just go to the gym
You\'ll burn it off on a whim\"
But girl,
That\'s not how it works
See,
Motivation is key,
But I never seems to be
A possibility I can reach
So I breach,
And I break
And these jeans start to feel tight,
But I smile through the pain,
And my stomach is gaining fame,
And everyone\'s looking,
But I keep on going
Because I am confident,
And I knew what it meant
When they said I was good \"enough\"
And although my journey\'s been rough
I am tough
Because I am that fat girl
And they don\'t know
The diets I\'ve put myself in
And the people I\'ve been
To get this far,
Because it\'s like walking through tar
Where progress is slow
But I know
That one day,
I won\'t be that fat girl
And I\'ll be able to twirl
In a dress that flatters my curves
Maybe my thighs won\'t touch
And I won\'t be as much
Maybe I\'ll go to the gym
And look so slim
Maybe the boys will fawn over me
When I look so pretty
Maybe I can count for beautiful
When I am not that fat girl