What Am I?
There's a girl with a nice shape,
long hair and a small waist;
living in today's society your only considered beautiful if you're under an size eight.
She wears a pound of make up,
wears small clothing but likes to play dress up.
She gets all the attention from the crowd with literally walking around like she owns a crown.
As I stop and stare I try to compare.
What does she have that I'm nowhere near?
I am a size eleven, my hair hangs on my shoulders;
I only wear eyeliner & lipstick and that's when I'm suppose too.
She's a real life barbie and if this is what the average teenager suppose to look like,what am I?
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