I Am
I am the kind of girl who laughs,
And eats sundaes and fries,
I also like to danceand sing I never really try.
I guessit's hard to see through,
When all I do is cry,
Because all that I hink abut,
Are my fat arms and thighs,
M mirror is my enemy,
It shows me all my flaws,
But if I lsten to its lies,
That's all it ever was.
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