I know I'm supposed to love myself and accept my body
But I scroll through my feed cursing angrily at my imperfect genes
Seeing how I could be so much prettier
She does it so why am I incapable of making it my reality
Doing my makeup just like hers
But that doesn't change the flaws I see so blatantly
That perfect fitting dress showing things I do not have but could only think of wishingly
I want to feel confident but how can I if I see in front of me all I want to be.
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