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I can't lose


Can you believe it? Neither can I.

Those girls that are called ugly,dirty, stupid

Who cry

Replace their breasts, inject their lips

Nip, tuck their thighs?

Can you believe it? Neither can I.

We weren't made to look the same

Clones, visible bones, brainwash, and nicknames 

Only to hold our heads down in shame

We weren't made to look the same

Promote yourself, your health, your body, and brains

Because looks don't last forever

And I'll tell you something better

Reflect

Who is the you that you choose?

The one that comes naturally,

or the one out there to prove?

If they aren't going to like me for me,

who is going to like you for you?

Who is the you that you choose?

Because when it comes to me,

I can't lose

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