Put your makeup on,
Cover and conceal,
To bad perfection isn't real.

Straighten your hair,
Change and Hide,
To bad your whole life's a lie.

Put on a low-cut shirt,
Negative attention and stares,
Its not there fault your parents were never there.

One last glance in the mirror,
Disappointment and tears,
I have become what i once feared.
 
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