Everyone is compared
No one is spared
No one has a clue
About what they do

Criricizing their appearance
Without any clearance
Everyone thinks
Shape is credential
But whats on your mind is essential

Scars on your heart
No, honey, thats not your part
You are best just the way you are
Dont let these demons take yourpower

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