They tell us to feel beautiful

Tell us to love our bodies

Yet they emphazise size

The smaller, the better

But why can't bigger be just as good?

Why can't we love ourselves too?

I came how I am

I was not born "model skinny"

For so long I struggled

Prayed every day to look different

But to no avail

So I starved myself

Skipping meal after meal

Hating myself more and more

Because passing on dinner was feeding the demons

The ones inside who told me how ugly I was

But what makes me tick is they didn't start on the inside

It started with what I was being told

What makes me tick is the sickening amount of pressure

Put onto girls from such an early age

Even Disney Princesses have a tiny waist

What makes me tick is what few people see

Beauty that comes from within

Light that shines through people

Confidence, personality

I AM BEAUTIFUL

Even though I am not a size 2

But I have a laugh that puts a smile on everyone's face

When I sing, people cry

I believe in being yourself

And rocking your personality

But what makes me tick is people who can't see that

Tell me I don't "fit"

I can't love my body if it doen't look like one in a magazine

But little do they know

That loving me for me is the most freeing feeling

And freedom is a beautiful thing