All These White Lies

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My limit is the sky

 

But I fly so high 

 

My dreams are smaller than you and I 

 

To fit into a pair of size 6 skinny jeans is the dream

 

For most girls.

 

Curvy waist and fat thighs 

 

Replaced with slender waists and gaped thighs.

 

Society tells us to be one way but then slaps us in the face when we actually try

 

But I choose to be me

 

 

I hug my curves with body-con dresses and high waisted pants

 

I sway my hips from side to side when I walk, 

 

Making my thighs rub but only to keep me warm

 

To keep me safe

 

 

To keep me safe 

 

From the lies they tell me in the magazines and on TV,

 

Yes sir they are beautiful but so am I

 

I am more than beautiful 

 

I am the golden sun that shines down on the land of my broken and beaten down ancestors

 

Like Beyonce, I am the dream and the hope of the slave

I am flawless

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
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