Reality TV
is lying to me,
showing me just what I should be.
I open another magazine
it's the same old thing again.
In a world where pin thin
is always in,
& the less you eat
the more you win,
how can anyone ever live?
I'm not high-end,
I'm not couture
I don't know just what
I am anymore.
But I refuse to conform
to anyone's dream
of what I should be.
Because then,
I wouldn't be me.
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