Color, Body, Shape, and Size
Color, body, shape, and size
That's all our eyes see today, we just don't realize
The pain that we cause when we all stare
At the way someone dresses or how they do their hair
What makes you think you can come look at me
And tell me things I already see?
I know I'm curvy, I know I'm thick
But hey, I'd rather be this than a stick
I'm not saying being skinny is bad
I'm just saying that I'm okay with the body I have
It took a long time to get to this point though, I didn't wake up one day and say
Hey, I think you're beautiful
No, something like self-love, is a process
It might even take years for someone to accomplish
I still don't love myself the way you really should
But I've at least come to accept myself in a way I never thought I could