What It Takes To Be Good Enough For Me

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What It Takes To Be Good Enough For Me.

If you can see my ribcage, protruding through my skin
If you can see my ribcage, protruding through my skin
Then I’m finally thin

I’m not good enough, good enough.
Take a scale, any scale and make it weigh 0
Choppin limbs off just to lose more weight.
All they’ll be able to say, after today is she, has nice waist
Cause that’s, all thats left of me
I drained all the water from my body
cause that was taking up too much space
I motivate myself by starving for three weeks
Then I finally get to eat a feast, of
Air.

If you can see my ribcage, protruding through my skin
If you can see my ribcage, protruding through my skin
Then I’m finally thin
Then I’m finally good enough, good enough

I’m not yet good enough, good enough.
Pick a size any size, and make it be 0
I’ve got more legs than calories
This toothbrush is good enough for me,
Fingers work too, pens and screws
Just enough to lose, a few more

If you can see my ribcage, protruding through my skin
If you can see my ribcage, protruding through my skin
Then I’m finally thin

I’m not yet good enough, good enough.
I’m not yet good enough, good enough.
Maybe I’ll be good enough, good enough
Take a scale, any scale and make it weigh 0
If you can see my ribcage, protruding through my skin
(Fingers work too, pens and screws
Just enough to lose, a few more)
If you can see my ribcage, protruding through my skin
Then I’m finally thin


I wrote this song, and I'm currently in the process of recording it. (I have a knack for writing extremely difficultly and my producer is bitching about how much work it's going to take to write music to this, because apparently I broke a lot of the rules, which.. is what I intend to do until the day I die.)

Anorexia and Bulimia is so terrible. It's something we've all seen, and we all know of. Eating disorders are just sad people. Just sad. I did a project about Eating Disorders last year, and I showed a website that a girl made to give her some thinspiration. It was the saddest thing I've ever seen, and I'd show it to you, except it's been taken down (my guess is by the site administrators). It had pictures upon pictures of skeletons, and tips on how to lose weight. (One was called the "Opaque Cup Trick" where you spit your chewed food into the cup and dump it later so no one notices. Another recommended that you turn down your thermostat because you burn more body fat if you're cold, because your body has to work extra hard to create warmth.)
My mother has had an eating disorder for the entirety of my life. She's skinny, but not skinny enough. She's the product of a husband who never tells her she's beautiful, and never treats her like she has any worth. She eats half a cookie, she skips meals and is constantly taking something to help her lose those 5 extra pounds.
I've been anorexic by choice and not by choice. Once because I thought I was hideously overweight (This was in grade 7) and once because my depression got so bad, food wouldn't go down my throat.
This song is sattiracle, but there is a smidgen of truth within it.