In describing the I Have A Dream lesson, a girl responded with a poem about female aspirations through a quoted poem from Chicken Soup I think. Here it goes:
"Skinny legs, bigger breast is all they want to see.
Tiny waists and thinner arms, the opposite of me.
The pressure to be perfect is slowly closing in.
An utter suffocation that doesn't seem to end.
Society is telling me 'Beautiful is thin'
And if I choose to starve myself, perfection's what I win.
Shoving something down my throat won't get me what I want,
Bring me closer to the goal of a body I can flaunt.
Society is telling us 'Beauty is a prize.'
Measured in the size of your breasts, in weight and clothing size.
But let me tell you here and now, no good will come from that.
It seems okay at first, but soon becomes a trap.
A disease that clouds the mind, and believes what is untrue
Believe you're never good enough, no matter what you do.
There is one beauty that I know is the greatest prize of all.
It's learning to accept yourself, imperfections, flaws, and all.
The beauty that really matters lies in our heart, soul and core
Because if you love what's inside, you love what is outside more."
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