People say I'm beautiful, But I don't think it's provable. They say my body is perfect, Then I change the subject. I say I am to fat, Everyone says I'm not even that. I just want to be skinny, But it can't happen quickly. I might need to exercise, But I need to keep my thighs. A lot of people look a me funny, Just because I am chubby. So it's time for me to change, And then people say that's strange. For me to change so quickly, Even to be very pretty.


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