Removing self-hate

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I know I'm a little young,
but I know what I want.
I have been waiting to be beautiful
my whole life.

puberty has proven to be
uninterested in a friendship with me
and I,
I sold well this year, I finally have enough cash for this
so here sir,

here is my body
mark these flaws until
they resemble something
non-existent

make greatness out
of my breast
even if no man or woman
ever touches them again

my whole life, my whole life
I had been wanting this

cut and stretch until
I'm whole again,
until my thighs
become as distant as my
relationship with God

I don't mind the pain sir,
cut me, sew me, close me
up smaller

make me beautiful,
make me beautiful
even if I lose who
I truly am.