Pretty Enough
All that matters Is a pretty face
A plastic society’s vulgar taste
Starve yourself till you are thin
Repeat this process over again
She craves perfection, that’s the goal
Crushed self-esteem of the everyday girl
Sometimes I wish I were a doll
Have a cute face, but no feelings at all
I wish I could just hide my face
This “beautiful” world is not my place
Why can’t our values come from within?
These hopeless girls, they’ll never win
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