Hey, little girl, do you feel insecure?
Did they lie and say that for pain, you buy a cure?
Did they tell you that they'll like you,
When you're changed all through?
Did they tell you to just bat your eyes,
And to listen to their shameless lies?
Did they tell a pretty girl she's ugly,
Just so they can rob all her money?
Did they squash her self esteem,
Just to sell some impossible dream?
Self expression is all well and good,
But there's a problem when she starves herself of food.
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Scattered Ponderings
PoetryA single note, it reads *Remember to write something profound here* (cover credit is to @adnali - if anyone's reading this, check out her stuff, it's so good) (spn & fandom is marked in title)
