If I start changing my hair
Would you like me more
Or wear red lipstick
If I showed my breasts just so you know
Under my jumpers I have breasts you know
Maybe you’ll only notice me when I’m dead?
Earrings, pretty things
Eyeshadow, a bum lift
I don’t know maybe if I got skinny
Or would that be too far, too much,
To tell you the truth,
Please just like me for me with my quirks and upside down smiling, my anxiety, just like me for me. Please.