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You have to be perfect
And weigh minus one
You have to be blonde
And you have to be dumb
You have to be easy
And you have to use drugs
You have to be pretty
And have giant jugs
You have to dance and you have to sing
You have to be happy, and Prom Queen
You have to smile,
And that smile must be straight and white
You have to know everything, but never be right
You have to agree
And have shopping sprees
You have to have money
And be some guys hunny
You have to pose naked
In magazines to be famous
You have to have drama
And be a hoochie mama
You\'ve gotta be posed
And do whats supposed
You have to have no opinion
And be friends with other people like you
And if you dont do this all you wont be cool
People wonder why teens have eating disorders, ulcers, and die
They wonder why their teenagers cry
This is our standards
What we must live by to survive
Now do you see why we cry?
Nobodys like that
Its not humanly possible
Its all an act, nobodys naturally as thin as a pole
I like being myself, not like the Barbies we see
So look at urself, and let yourself be!

(please comment, and see my other poems)