What is wrong with the clothes that drape my back
The color of the pattern of the fabric
Is it fuzzy or, silky
Is it too bland
Should I try a bit more?
Are my jeans too small?
Or should I wear leggings,
No.
They make my legs look too fat.
The clothes that keep me warm throughout the day
What is wrong with me?
These features that have been passed down
For my acne, I pick up skincare
Serums that make my face red
and make my face sting
in hope that it\'ll be better
My curly locks of hair
Is it too dry, coarse, or frizzy?
I should straighten it and burn it off.
and lose my natural curls
Does my image identify who I am?
My personality
You haven\'t known
sometimes, I\'m masked
My opinions are disgraceful
They\'re worth less than a penny
Writing is different
So are art, piano, and flute
I\'ll let it go it\'s not like you
so ill drop it
O my god girl
I\'ll say as I mask my past
Call it a glow up
O dismissing everything I once was
Hide the voice of me bury myself to fit in
The voice that speaks my truth
My green and blue eyes what show me the world
\"Get contacts there creepy.\"
“It\'s like shes staring into my soul “
“Put those things away”
“Colored eyes “
What is wrong with my friends
She\'s emo for having a style other than yours
Something other than sweatpants
Jeans vaqueros or, excessive makeup every day
A copy paste
She\'s annoying because she tells her thoughts
He\'s ugly because he\'s short,
He\'s weird because he\'s one of the people that doesn\'t treat you like crap
He\'s creepy because he talks to you
She\'s weird or you didn\'t get to know her
At least see her point
What happened to elementary
Don\'t judge a book by its cover
Criticized because I show my culture
The mere audacity I have to show my culture .she not Hispanic
She\'s fake . I mean look at her she\'s white
The shook in your eyes when
Yo herald me speak Spanish
Como una fantasma te sibayo
That\'s cool I didn\'t know
But when he speaks Spanish
You look like you already knew
What\'s wrong with caring
Me
Como que tenigo promblema
Porque portion asi
Me hablan como si nada porque no vein
Nada las cosas que dijeron
Pensas que soy mencita
La cameno se va en dos
Pasos que puedas ir . todo depende en usted
There are two paths you could go
My face is my traits
Me
Ask yourself . Could you?
Pull all the weight I do.
Try to walk in my shoes one day
Criticized
Could you?
You would drown under the pressure.
The weights on your feet would hold you down.
The clothes that you wear are no different than mine
Criticized
It all depends on you.
You try to impress everyone then you\'ve entirely lost yourself
I\'ve lost myself
I didn\'t want to let go of myself again
There is too much I worked for
I pride myself on being a person
What\'s wrong with me
Nothing
Nothing.
Be real it\'s a middle school
Drop the hate
Na mas deja lo
deja lo