She said, "Don't look at me,"
changing her clothes by the bed.
"I'm fat, and I look bad."
I said, "My girl, it's all in your head.
I'd rather just have you as instead.
There's no best,
no perfect,
but you'd be the closest to deserve it."
Need something to hold onto,
need a body to look at.
Don't want to see your thighs,
since you can't look through.
But, I want something for my hands to hold,
I need something to grab on tightly to.
You don't need clear skin,
because I want to know you're human.
Even a heart stretches and leaves marks.
Everybody's heart is scared.
It's cool because that's beautiful, too.
Oh, no, I don't like it.
I don't like
Skinny Genes.