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Pressures


The pressures of society close in all around me

I am supposed to be a size 2

I am supposed to have a pretty face

I am supposed to have the latest style in fashion

 

These pressures don't affect me though

I don't care if I am not a size 2

I already have a pretty face

My style is my style

 

Pressures of society don't affect me

As long as I can be myself

And love the man that loves me back

 

Society has lost its grip on me

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