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I see them strut through lifeAs though every sidewalk and ever hallway were a runway showcasingTheir exquisite complexionTheir flawless skinTheir seductive eyesTheir juicy lipsTheir perfect figuresTheir sassy smilesTheir silky hairTheir undeniable beautyTurning heads, drawing gazesI HATE THEM!From complaining how "fat" they areFor stealing attentionFor making girls like me feel as though we could never measure upWe can never be beautifulAnd yet I ache to be one of them!I want their elegance!I want their captivating appearance!I want to be the one who with one glance can stop a heart and stall a thoughtI want to be like themBut wanting is wastingAnd wishing is throwing away timeWishes don't come true by themselves, we have to make them come true. Do you have any advice to help me when I get in a funk like this? When I feel like c**p because I don't measure up to what society says I need to be? Any suggestions on how I can make my wish come true? On what I can do to become beautiful like them?
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