Covered in scratches
Covered in scrapes
Drowning in wounds
That eternally ache

Her body was fragile, her body was thin
Little did we know; she threw up in the bin.
It was all in her mind “pretty girls don’t eat”
And models themselves are always petite.
But there’s always a secret, a secret behind
The reason why these girls declined
The food they were offered and the drinks they were poured
And the high calories dishes were always ignored.
Dieting and pills became the norm
And the media portrayed it as a new art form.
But this “new art form” was a dangerous entity
And no one knew its true severity
Of this illness that gets in your head
And the sinister voices that want you dead.
But you listen to them as they’re your only friend,
The ones that will be there to the very last end.

I found someone that doesn't want to fix me
Someone that doesn't want me to be perfect "because perfect is boring"
That finds me wonderful just the way I am
That doesn't want me to cover my cracks and scars
And when I ask why I'm told that they make me who I am and he     doesn't want me to be anyone else
I don't know how I got so lucky to find my guy,
But I am so glad I finally did
He's not perfect, but he's exactly right for me
He doesn't want me to be perfect
He just wants me
He makes me laugh and smile
Most of all he makes me happy.
Even if I could, I wouldn't change my past because then I might not be  here with my guy
And I wouldn't trade him for anything in the world.

i was told i could be anything,
so i chose to be a feminist
because
when i suggested my father help with the laundry,
my mother told me i was crazy.
because
meghan tranior's "all about that bass"
is telling bigger girls to be comfortable in their own skin
because skinny girls already do, right?
because
i'd like to make as much as my male coworkers.
because
i was laughed at for wanting to be a doctor instead of a housewife.
because
people look at me strange when i say i don't want kids.
because
when i gave a speech about feminism in my english class,
i was called a man-hater.
because
"my shoulders distract the boy's education".
because
my mom shouldn't have to worry
about what goes in my drink at concerts.

i will be a feminist until
i can tell my boyfriend
"no babe, i'd rather watch the movie"
and i am not told
"you're depriving him of his needs".
until
my body is my body.
until
i no longer have to carry pepper spray on a keychain.
until
women in foreign countries can vote and drive.
until
woman means human.
until
we understand **** culture
and feminism isn't just about women,
it's about humans.