Adjust Me
I am not a dress
I can not be altered
I am fine with my chest
and thick hips I was born with
Don't try to tell me I need to fit
Into your mold
Cause truthfully
I love the shoes i'm in
I am beautiful
So try and adjust me all you want
Just know that
All those pins and needles
You stick in me
To keep me consticted
Will blow right back
In your direction
and stick you
I am fine with my outter appearance
Thank you
But no
Copyright © Shahana Jackson | Year Posted 2007
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