Years and worlds old, but it fits for tonight.

[ssdd3]

And maybe,
I'm not another one of them paper dolls.
Their two dimensional accessories
Don't quite fit my body type.
And maybe,
I was only halfway listening
When you sacrificed our innocence
And became some kind of girly hype.
Oh baby, I think I know what your problem is.
You're denying a body that you can't understand.
And maybe someday,
You'll learn to love it as an equal,
Not some profit making, tumble-down,
Ignorant subhuman.