"I'm fat like a pig, short like an elf,"
She said with dismay and stared some more
"I need a facial to close those pores"
She glared at her nose, upturned and round
She glared at her tummy: "I gained a few pounds"
She didn't like talking, she hated her voice
To her, it was just unbearable noise
Her thighs mocked her; between them was no space
She hated her hair, she hated her face
Her body was damaging her self-esteem
She really wasn't confident as she might seem
But what she doesn't know is that it doesn't matter
If your waist and your thighs are "so much fatter"
Because there are things deep within
Under all those flaws and all that sin
A character that can flourish and grow
A personality that makes her eyes glow
"I love your laugh," her best friend says
Her daddy tells her she has a sweet face
Her doctor says that her legs are strong
"As for your health, there's nothing wrong."
Her mother says that she has healthy hair
And as for her eyes: they were an expressive pair
Her teacher praised her for her intelligent brain
"She works hard in school and behaves like a saint
She has a kind heart and smiles all day
She knows where she stands and doesn't easily sway"
If only she knew how much she mattered
Then she wouldn't feel as bruised and battered
If only she could understand that beauty inside
Is worth much more than the gap between her thighs
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