Transform me then

You say that the texture of my hair is too smooth or too rough for you.
When I present myself to you, I am never to you as I should be;
Transform me then!
You told me that the way my body curves or flattens aches you,
My wide or narrow eyes disgust you.
When I present myself to you, I am never to you as I should be;
Transform me then!
You mock my husky or high pitched voice, saying that I should be the other.
My thin or thick body nauseates you.
When I present myself to you, I am never to you as I should be;
Transform me then!
My defined or hasty walk embarrasses you.
You told me my smile or frown is worth a penny.
When I present myself to you, I am never to you as I should be;
So, transform me then!
I forgot to love myself for all my imperfections and perfections.
You made me forget that I am beauty itself and that I cannot be replaced.
When I present myself to you, I will never be to you as I should be;
So, I will leave you then…
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A society that is tired of allowing others to devalue them.