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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
