Beauty standards are all around.
Everywhere you turn you will see
a girl counting calories,
a girl looking deep within,
trying to see
what to be.
No one will ever be satisfied
with how she looks.
No one will ever be happy.
Not ever her.
I see the depression as calm now, Like the ocean, As just something that surrounds me, Something I'm covered...
They stalk predaciously through masks of black. There's nowhere to hide, no turning back. They stalk...
When the wind blows, all worries leaves. When the sun shines, all true colors are seen. When the sea waves,...
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