Analysis of Beauty

Wow look at her
She’s beautiful and I wish I were
I can’t look at myself anymore
Why can’t I be one of the girls you adore?
I also want to feel pretty
But I only look in the mirror pity
Too big, ugly, gross
For once I would just want to feel close
Close to being enough for you to look
Look at what society took
They stole your beauty
Make it your duty
Your duty to smile for those who do not know
Know the hidden meaning behind the newest photo
Tell her she’s fine, be brave
It might be her only save
And before you lose yourself
Tell your reflection the same thing as well