There was a girl, graceful and free

She looked in the mirror just to see 

If her hair was not in a big mess

To see if she looked rather stressed

To make sure her makeup was intact

'Cause there were always boys to attract

Turning to her mirror, there as something she found

There was something different than most around

She thought quietly to herself, "I am fat"

Her thighs were larger than most, and so that

Crushed her confidence with out much thought

And made her think of things she aught 

To do like starve herself and exercise

Deep down, she knew this wasn't wise

She continued to pry and poke at her flaws

But it wasn't her diet that was the cause

It was her heart and her broken, torn soul

To be thinner was her one and only goal

While it should have been so much more

She'd never really thought of it before

That the problem wasn't on her outside

She wouldn't fit in, no matter how she tried

Because her shattered heart was made unique 

No matter how broken, no matter how weak

She was who she was and no one could change it

And so it was by her love and free spirit

She came to appreciate her special physique

She stopped thinking that she was a "freak"

And She asked herself who taught her to think such things?

Sadness and anxiety was all it would bring

Why did she suck in her stomach so tight?

Or push her hips back to make a gap in her thighs?

Why do girls shrink themselves and make themselves small

That sure isn't what life is about at all

Who made her think that the most important place

On her own body was her negative space?