Did you wake up like this this?
Was skinny jeans and crop tops really your thing?
That mascara and ruby red, is that really you?
Or are you hidden behind the cellulite
That beautiful bountiful heart of yours
When it goes out to another who’s being judged for fat arms
But stays silent because only then she will become stronger
Stronger so that she can take what’s thrown at her
Just thick skinned
Everytime that you don’t stand up for another
You are letting something continue
Something that hurt you deep
Cut you raw
And you ended up in the skinny jeans.