Nothing Like Those Other Girls

I'm nothing like those other girls.

I'm not the prettiest or fairest of them all.

I'll never be nominated by some mirror mirror on the wall.

I don't act like a lady, I don't cross my legs when I sit, my body has hair almost everywhere and you can barely say that on my chest are tits.

I have stretch marks and cellulite, and my tummy is not tight and tucked.

Clothes never seem to fit me right, and I have too much junk in my trunk.

I don't always have manners, and my mouth can be quite foul.

I'm not skinny or tall, I'm barely the length of a towel.

My eyes are nothing special, they're quite normal and brown.

I'm never asked to go out on the town.

My face has acne, my nose is a bit big.

My hair is not long and shiny, it's as dead as a wig.

I'm not like those other girls, and I never will be.

I'll never be enough for you.

I'm barely enough for me.