I've never been able to love myself
I've never been able to cherish the small things about me
I've always strived to living up to what people expected of me
To what society expected of me
Small waist, big ass, big boobs, long and beautiful hair
But why do I have to live like that?
Why do I have to be what people want me to be?
I've tried so hard to be like all of the other girls, but I never succeed
How do I cope with the fact that I can't ever love or accept myself?
Why am I trying so hard to be like everyone else?
All I have ever wanted was to accept myself
All I want is to be happy in my own body
I won't give up until I get that.

This poem is about: 
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