Perfect
There is so much pressure to be "perfect"
but what I want to know is who decides-
what is beautiful and what we should aspire to
and why nobody looks at our insides.
We must be a certain size, flippin 'eck even our eyes
can change colour to keep up with changing styles,
we are told how we should be and so cover up our "me"
with ever growing artificial smiles.
But all this trying to please others,
must begin to erode our natural fizz,
so ignore those who stare and be with those who care,
cause they're the ones who love you as you is!
Oh I need to see you so you can love me as I is - not feeling in the least bit perfect at the moment x
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