If...

If you can make good picks at all-you-can eat
buffets and stop when you have had enough,
If you can see your eyes with thoughts that treat
with love and not lambast with words too tough,
If thoughts of body contours leave you aghast
and large or small obsess about your size
And have disdain for choices now and past,
obsess on hurts, your part not realize:

If year by year you lose then gain back more
than all that you have lost and hate yourself,
If life would be just fine if only for
the weight and all would work with help from elf,
If no one understands and all the world attacks
and helping others gains you no respect
And all that you might do up to the max
OA is meant for you, I do expect.