Thinner

I want to be thinner more than anything.
I want all the joy that thinness can bring.
Do you think I'm small or skinny right now?
When I look in the mirror I see a fat cow.

When I'm all alone there in my room,
I can't help but feel a deep sense of gloom.
I want to be happy, I want to be glad.
But how is that possible when I feel so sad?

Would it help if I was smaller or if I was sweet?
Then maybe, just maybe I could feel my heart beat.
What price would I pay to be pretty to me?
No price is too high! My life if need be.

I'll never be skinny. Why can't you see?
I'll always be fat, at least always to me.
I want to be small, small as can be.
I won't be happy till my bones I can see.




**After several reviews felt I should clarify. It wasn't written about me. It was written about my niece, who has since recovered.