Intro:
Crying she rips her skin, just disregarding the sin, she doesn't feel she deserves the body she's gifted with, keeping to herself, and hiding it from her friends, looking into the mirror, she wishes she could blend in, I can see her differently now, how mean I must've been, I watch her flaws fade away, never wanna see them again, she puts them back into my head, making me feel her dread, making me wish that her and I could start all over again
Chorus: she shares into the mirror and sees nothin but a monster, slender stomach, stick thighs, she thinks no man would want her, but I'm here to say, she's sadly mistaken, for one reason, she is simply amazing
Now for all the girls with a bad self image, tears full of sorrow, no hope for u to borrow, life is not a play you don't a chance to scrimmage, its a slim path its okay to be timid, your step becomes rigid, your excitement gets a limit, well thats the kinda life I'm tired of her livin, it makes me really livid, my words cut deeper and they may get explicit, I'm no longer civic, I wanna be her ticket, to the land of her dreams, pick up her broken pieces and supply her every need, you reap what you sow, so I'll plant a thousand seeds, and when she blossoms like a flower we can sway in the breeze, now this might be confusing with a bunch of similes, so as simple as can be, I've wiped the tears from her eyes and now she can clearly see
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