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If I could change anything I think it would be my eyes,

I don’t like how dark they are, I want them as blue as the sky.

Or maybe I would change my thighs,

They rub together and jiggle when I jive.

Or possibly change the color of my skin to an opaque white,

Because mine is too dark and sometimes wont look just right.

Or I could change my hair

From curly to straight, straight to curly…

Nothing will ever feel just right.

I can’t change how they see me, beautiful or not.

These beauty standards just don’t change.

I found that quite strange

So instead of changing these standards I change my self,

In hopes of finding happiness inside but mostly out. 

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