Girls
The way that girls have no self esteem
degrading themselves constantly, like they're a piece of meat
not being able to look in the mirror without something they hate
thinking plastic surgery and diet pills are the only way
not taking pride in their god given looks
dang, why don't look like the girls in the magazines and books
all of these notions, they lead to trouble
they pile on, one thing after another
some girls can take it, while others girls can't
that's why relief for so many comes in Xanax
all of this pressure, all of this pain
Now, tell me. What did you gain?
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