If only my eyes were just a shade lighter
my skin just a little smoother,
my teeth were slightly whiter,
my hair a bit straighter,
my waist a tad smaller,
my ******* a size larger,
my lashes were longer,
my lips even softer,
If only I was lovelier
I’d say I’d be happier,
that my life would be better,
and the stars would shine brighter,
that everything would be easier.
But I wouldn’t be smarter
clearly not wiser.
I wouldn’t be healthier,
or a better sister or daughter.
My words any sincerer,
though my friends might be faker,
because they couldn’t be greater.
I wouldn’t be less of a worrier,
and my heart couldn’t be truer.
If only I was prettier then that’s all I’d be.