Defined by you
Sought by me
An elusive prize
A shifting mirage of truth and lies
Is Beauty
The number of inches around my waist?
The number of boys who's lips I taste?
How I fix my hair?
What clothes I choose to wear?
Some nights I lie awake and wonder
What life would be like if I were
As lovely as the princess in a fairy tale
If I saw the number I wanted on the scale
Would you still have said goodbye?
Was your story just a lie?
Some days I just want to be beautiful.
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