I’ve tried the diets, the weighing in,
I’ve thrown all the handbooks in the bin
Cos they all have a habit of doing the same,
Most of all they tend to drive me insane.
People say “oh you don’t look that big”,
When i’m thinking that i look like a pig,
And when i’m shovelling food in my face
I think that a troth would do nicely; be ace.
The free food, points and the food plans
I’ve had enough of assessing the fat on the cans
And carrots are “free”, i binged on those instead,
Til my wee turned orange and i got a light head.
I need to eat less, do some exercise,
Need to stop eating pizza, chips, all the pies,
I need to sort out why i eat this way
Stop the worry and stress about how much i weigh.
I want to feel healthy both inside and out,
SO STOP EATING CAKE i can hear you shout,
And i would if the food didn’t make me feel good
Before the guilt sets in and I think could, would, should.
Don’t eat chocolate til i’m told “Dont do that!”,
I don’t want pizza cos i know i’ll get fat,
But put me on a diet and I’ll want it all more
I think if i had to, I’d eat food off the floor.
I’m a yo-yo eater this i have to confess
My wordrobe is full of 10 to 18 size dress,
I’m done with all this, and I can sort out this stuff,
Cos with Body Gossips help i know I’M GOOD ENOUGH!