A Portrait of the Teenager as a Young Girl
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Oh I hate that
It looks lovely
Too much fat
It’s so free
Your life is matte
It’s quite glossy
Why do you try?
Never give up
It’s one giant lie
Show them your stuff
Just go and cry
Nod and say “Yup!”
This is our hell
Live life to the fullest
Can’t break out of this cell
Only give your best
Waiting for The Final Bell
This is just one test
I shun their glares
I love their praise
I need them to care
Maybe this is a phase
But I hate their hungry stares
I am their lovable basket case
There is nothing inside
I laugh all the time
I might as well have died
I’m in my prime
All my tears I’ve cried
Now is my time to shine
Why do they insult me?
I know they are concerned
Why can’t they let me be?
Their affection is not spurned
Why can’t they see?
This love, I have earned
I hate my eyes
I love my eyes
I hate my thighs
I love my thighs
I hate my size
I love my size
I hate myself
I love myself