You say you love me

But on the contraire

How could you love me?

When I’m not all there

No not insane

Just not pretty

Or Petite

I have many flaws

And I say this

Not to scare you off

But to prove you can’t love this, thing

My waist doesn’t dip

My hip is too high

My hipbone is long

Instead of wide

My breasts are small

Which makes me fat

And not where it’s at.

My thighs are too big

Kind of like a pig

Over twice the size of my calf

I need to cut them in half

My arms are too manly

Along with my shoulders

This makes me look too buff

Which is just my luck

Now we get to my face

Which isn’t that great

My jaws too firm

As well as too square

It really isn’t fair

I’m British you know

Just look at my nose

My lips are thin

While my teeth are too big

Along with my long face

Well I guess I’m not all bad

I have a few lady like things

Like this fine collar bone

And my petite little feet

Along with these hands

With long fingers

And not those short stubs some have

Besides that I’m a mess

Can’t you just give me a rest?

You can’t love me

I’m far from perfect

Now that I think about it

That’s just how I want it!