If one thing could be changed

I would be able to walk down the street at night

And not fear of coming home different

Broken

If one thing could be changed

My sister could wear whatever she wants

And be whomever she pleases

Without being judged by her cover

If one thing could be changed

Perfection would not be required

To feel as if I deserve to be treated well

If one thing could be changed

French fries would certainly taste as good

As "skinny feels"

If one thing could be changed

I would be free of judgment

And I would be simply me.