I'd like to be like Selena,
red lips, confidence, heart of gold
But it's hard, since I'm shy
and I know that
I never could be quite as bold
I'd like to be like Diana
poised, and observant, and kind,
But I stumble, and slouch,
and I curse from my mouth,
and to feelings I'm practically blind.
I'd like to be like Viola
Strong, energetic, and fun,
But I have under-eye bags
And sometimes I get sad
And I cough up my lungs when I run.
Most of all, I think, I would like
to one day be pleased with myself
to see my reflection, talk, laugh, and walk
without wanting to be someone else.