Twinkle twinkle little star
I mean little me
More of the little
And less of the star
More like a dull light in the distance
No one pays attention to
If you saw me in person
You wouldn't believe
Because I'm plus size
With a pretty smile
Yes I said plus size
With a pretty smile
Too big to miss
Too bright to ignore
But no one seems to see
How I truly feel inside
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