When I look at her
Standing before her mirror
I see her bones stick out
She's got no more fat
On her arms and legs
She's learned to live without

Food is no more option
It was her own decision
To look the way she does
I know she is my sister
I've tried to ignore the whispers
But now I hate her guts

So she's trying to eat again
To take away my pain
But she's already too late
I'll never be sure about myself
She pushed me in my shelf
And this will be my fate

So here by I want to thank you
My sister, so pretty, so new
For breaking your vow to me
Thanks to you I am alone
You scarred me to my bone
And left me with nothing but envy