The thigh gap,
The small waist,
Media tells us it's perfection
But how could this be?

What happened to Marilyn Monroe?
I look nothing like her
But more of the modern perfection,
This cures I've lived with is beauty?

They say they wish they had my body,
Fine, take it and go threw hell,
I don't want this
I never asked for it.

But shouldn't I be glad to have this?
Why would anyone want it?
My ribs show like I'm starving,
My wrists are too small

I don't understand
But isn't it about time,
Time that I loved myself
For the way I am? It is.