When we first met
What did you see
Because I can't understand
How this came to be
You didn't find me pretty
I wasn't even adequate
So how did that change
Even a little bit
You looked at other girls
And saw what I saw
How much better they were
I can't compare at all
I had to dress to impress
But still didn't catch your eye
I'm not someone you notice
When I walk on by
I don't stop conversations
Often don't even get a second look
I'm not someone you see
And know you are hooked
People don't love me
And they don't stop and stare
In fact they hardly even notice
That I'm standing right there
I blend into a sea of faces
Nothing to make me stand out
And I'm not pretty enough
For them to care about
My stomachs to big
My boobs are to small
Makes me easy to forget
Because I'm a 2 after all
If I wasn't
I wouldn't have to work so intensely
I wouldn't have to worry
About covering up so much of me
The make up, the primping, the clothes
It's an endless game
Make sure when I leave
I don't look the same
Is it really a wonder
Why I hate myself
When the world keeps telling me
That I need all this help
So tell me again
What do you see
Because I'm pretty sure the girl
You're looking at; isn't me.
