Society tells me i am wrong.
Society tells me I dont belong.
I am overweight..
For every feeling i ate.
My hair is wrong, too curly, too flat, too nappy, too short, to long, too straight..
I was made this way.
My skin color makes me less..
The rainbow has a bunch of colors but it's beautiful nonetheless.
Not enough money to pay the bills..
My parents get their money honestly while someone else kills.
Its wrong to harm myself..
Maybe i just need some one else..
So i will try to please society so that i am no longer wrong.
Then I will belong.
I starve myself so I can be skinny..
This is what society wants so now its winning.
I straighten my hair, tease it, get a perm, get extensions, cut it all off, anything to be right..
Society will accept me tonight.
I bleach my skin or tan my skin to be what society says is ideal..
I am a screwed up barbie, trying to be perfect but its not real.
I will sell myself and become rich..
Barely missing society's fists.
I stopped harming my wrists but in turn getting abused by strange men.
Maybe society will file me under "normal" again.
After I change myself for society I am still wrong.
Society still wont except me after i changed for them.
I wish someone would have told me I was beautiful then.
Fuck society.
I am beautiful and perfect being me.
