You walk by and take a look at my curves
I walk away, taking your look for one of disgust
You don't see what I do,
when you see "more to love"
I only see more I need to lose
You're gorgeous and deny it with every breath
I wish I could look like you
I know I'd pop every button on your clothes
And those leggings you wear?
Like sausage casings on me
I find myself staring at your picture
enchanted by your beauty
I suck it in, will I ever measure up?
That picture for you, saved a life
for me, a reminder of what I am not
January 5, 2007
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