the box

they put me in a box and i want to get out

"let me go!" i scream

but the lid is too tight
 

they put me in a box but i'm too big to fit

it's hurting my head

and it's pinching my skin
 

they put me in the box and they tell me to starve

"you'll be happy!" they say

and i guess that they're right

they put me in a box, it's really not so bad

i did what they wanted

and i'm happy, i think

they put me in a box, am i doing it right?

i need validation

am i skinny enough?
 

they put me in a box, i can't take it anymore

i can't look like her

i don't feel like myself

they put me in a box, just like millions of girls

and they tell us to smile

while they batter our souls
 

they put me in a box but i'm not there anymore

that box wasn't built for me

or anyone, after all

and i've taken my life back

the one that they stole