If I could shape myself like clay
I’d think I’d give myself a smaller waist.
Flatten my stomach just a tad bit.
So I look like the Vogue models, oh how they look so fit.
I’d probably smooth out my bumpy skin.
And take away my double chin.
Give myself a sharp jawline.
Then make my hair look straight and smooth and have it shine.
I’d get rid of these annoying stretch marks.
And probably all of my self harm scars.
I’d stretch my eyelashes a little longer.
And make my forehead slightly smaller.
Oh I wish I could shape myself like clay
to keep my insecurities at bay.
- Author: emptythoughts (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 21st, 2024 09:44
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- Category: Reflection
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