Hope towards acceptance.
Aunty said me to wear a pointed heel
Just to make look good ,
When i am standing behind him
My uncle suggested me the number of pils
To make me look longer
When not wearing my heels
I changed my dreams,
I exchanged my magazines
From business skils,
To beauty queens.
This is not enough what we are going through,
Fine i don't have the perfect figure which is goals of you,
But who said it's not perfect still
You want my butts to be bigger ,
Than the dreams I thought
You want me to be thin
But uh also dont want skinner me?
You want me to be perfect?
Am i any model?
He is going through Depression
When his embarrassment Said him to stand out as being "fat"
How could i calm him?
To accept him?
When the class of his boys,
Always bully him.
My brother is ashamed to go out,
As he is in "fear" that other boys make fun of him.
To whom should i Stop?
To whom should i speak?
Tell me because this is in need.
Her weight, her breast, her butt
His height, his colour, his abs.
Is this really what we are looking for?
Is this what we really think of?
What happened to the thoughts,
That you demand on instagram story.
What happened to the lines you spoke,
That you crave for pure soul.
He gifted her fairness cream,
She asked him to join gym
He told her to try for weight Losening pils
She just demanded to that tummy to be trimed.
Why don't we demand for acceptance?
Say me yes,
It's a deal.