Part 2: this is who we are and the beauty is us being ourselves.
Yes we remain thin
we jump and we spin.
We do have thighs
and in jeans we are sized.
Maybe not an 8 or 9, but a
3 and 5.
I may not have curves, but I am not disturbed because my body is me.
Were bigger and proud
why should we look down on who we are born to be.
So theirs a little extra here and their,
but why do we care
when only my opinion matters to me.
We are all young and grow old.
We want someone's hand to hold.
We eat and we breath.
We cry and we grieve.
Appearances are a shame.
When inside we are all the same.
We are all a part of humanity.
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