Society
Society's standard are made of girls who starve themselves to the bone
Skinny, well proportioned and toned
Pretty princesses who look like they belong on a throne
But I'm not one of those things
Society's standards are perfect models
Big boobs and big butts
Able to strut with their head held high
But once again, I am none of those things
I want to be able to look at myself in the mirror
I want to be able to eat and not feel disgusting
I want to feel like I'm someone worth it
I want to be society's standard
Copyright © Soleil Mitchell | Year Posted 2021
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