To be like you?
Can't I be pretty,
Small, and dainty, too?
A fragile beauty
The world wants to see--
Can I ever live up to
What I'm 'sposed to be?
The world's expectations
Are so hard to own.
Why can't I be the way
Why can't I be the way
I've always been shown?
With delicate hands
and a tniy waist?
Why can't all these eyes
Just give me my space?
I know that a beauty
I never will be,
So why do I try to
Be what they want to see?
I can't seem to help
This obsession of mine,
Though I know it's what's
Changing me, deep down inside.
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