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Flawless


My face isn't good until I cover it with Maybelline

The way my hair grows isn't what's seen in the magazines

My nose is too big

But my eyes are too small

I'd be better off if I just changed it all

I've heard it only matters what's on the inside

Except no one really cares

Unless cover-up's been applied

Apparently there's supposed to be a gap between my thighs

Something I didn't know, and is

So far hard to come by

My personality's overcome by how I look

If I'm not on point,

I'll stay in the burn book

There it is, that's the point I guess

I don't matter in society

Unless I'm hot off the press

So with everything I do I have to be cautious

Because in a world like this

I'll never be flawless

 

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Alex_M
<p>Nicely done, though the rhymes can get repeititive, otherwise definitely true stuff.</p>

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