Bulimia

If you’re falling out of favour
It’s hard to live up to expectations
Of magazines and films
So listen to some reason
For what you see on the silver screen
It isn’t always what it’s cracked up to be
And it’s dragging you down
You should know better than that
And there’s a sadness in your smile
And I can see in your eyes
It’s dragging you down
Reach in to your pocket
For pictures of those perfect people
Built up in you head
So see through the illusion
Images of glossy pages
Are living in a world of pretend
What you are is what you are
Don’t look in the mirror and see
All of those things you wish you could be
Just be at peace, be yourself