I'm seen as "****"
Or "Hot"
I'm seen as an icon
to boys' ****** frustrations.
It's my job right?
To please the male specimen.
Walk around the house in a revealing maid's outfit
or pull my shirt down enough to reveal anything.
I am to keep in shape
"Do squats, your *** isn't big enough"
"Oh my god, you're smokin' hot, babe"
"You aren't skinny enough"
"More makeup, not pretty enough"
have you ever thought of how I carry myself?
I live in a hole of social destruction,
consumption of my depression,
feeding off of my sorrows of not
being pretty enough for that "One"
well, maybe, just maybe, there is a chance that
the "one" wants me for all of me, not trying to please him
day in and day out.
I would be different if I let everyone get to me
I could be a *****,
Correction, a skinny, fake, self centered, *****.