Imperfections Are Kinder Yardsticks

I tried to be thin

Because society wanted me to

Until I realized

Being fat was okay too

I tried to be perfect coz

They wanted me to

But I identified with my imperfections

Strongly too

I tried to be the guy

Everyone called hot

But that my friend

Is something I'm not

The next time someone tells you

To follow a trend

From way up there in their Isengards

Remember the scars on your back

And the places you've been

Tell them you're an individual

And they should try being one too

Instead of living shallow, meaningless lives

In their lofty halls of stone

The Bilge Master

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