Love me for me

My mom always tells me
your a teenage girl don't shout
your so immature
yet guys always ask me out

straighten up don't slouch
eat healthy and you'll be skinny
look at you your fat
don't argue believe me

how can I stand proud
if this is all i hear
how can i be happy knowing
shes always near

she always tells me
you could be pretty
just lose some fat
you need to be skinny

but my boyfriend would say
gawd your so hot
Id tell him stop lieing
he'd say trust me Im not

my friends dont believe me
when I say Im size 3
they always tells me
your outta your mind

what planet are you on
you must be a zero
but thats not what I see
when I look in the mirror

all i see are the flaws
she exaggerates on
all I see is the fat
she desperately wants gone

the fat she makes up
the fat thats not there
my straight hump back
and my damaged hair

the spots on my ears
how dry are my knees
it doesn't stop there
but thats what she sees

she never sees the beauty
my elegant style
my sparkling eyes
my beautiful smile

great sense of humor
and striking personality
now I know
it's not about being skinny

its about me
its about what I believe
and I think Im awesome
now its what I see