What do you see?

I'm not a size zero, or a one or two.

But this is my life, whats it matter to you?

Magazines and models tell me I gotta be thin.

Who wants a women who can show you their ribs through their skin.

Curvy girls like me always feel under attack.

We find out motivation, do the starvation, then see the humiliation... I'm not going back.

Back to the feeling of never being good enough

Shout out to all you skinny girls, I call your bluff.

Thin does not equal happiness and I learned that the hard way.

Things I've done to my body in the past still make me pay

Pay for the perfect image I had in my head,

but at the end of it all, I just wanted that dream dead.

The number on the scale does not define me.

Take a look at yourself, what do you see?