The Lie
When I was a young girl
I lived in the dream
That said what I wanted
Was waiting for me
A dream filled with beauty
One that's in keeping
With the highest of standards
Set from glossy magazines
Instead I grew up
With inadequate feelings
A life time of dealing
With what I was not achieving
My mind now a cage
With no hope of freeing
Until I learn to say
I love me for me
All because when I was a young girl
They set up my dreams
Told me what I wanted
And took me from me
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