Aren't I?
Are my eyes not the perfect-shade-of-blue that you want?
Am I not the one who you want to wake up and immediately smile at?
I can be that.
Is my hand not the perfect size for you to hold?
Am I as beautiful now, as i am old?
I can change!
But wait-
My eyes are perfect just the way they are.
Nobody looks good in the morning.
I can't win!
Nobody's the same.
There are other options.
I won't change.
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