Good enough

Girls line the walls
Boys surge the halls
Perfect waist lines
Perfect minds
Perfect lives

Straighten my hair
Wrap my waist
They won't like me
Until I'm like them

Another faked smile
Another forced laugh
Another trail of lies
Another white line
Another piece of me lost
Another person who notices me

She sees me
And she says she wants to be me
But I can't warn her
Because I can't tell her
That I'm broken by the question

"Why am I not good enough?"