[Verse 1]
Mama’s eyes on the dress I chose
Says
“That cut doesn’t help your shape”
Laughs and points at old photos
“Back when you were half this weight”
Cousins on the couch scrolling
Posing angles
Bodies small
Tilt their heads when I walk in
Like I’m taking up it all
[Pre-Chorus]
I count calories and comments
Trace every word they said
But their voices live like shadows
They don’t get to rent my head
[Chorus]
I’m not built like them
And I’m done pretending
Every mirror war
Has to keep on winning
I’m soft where they are sharp
I’m curve where they are thin
I’m not built like them
I’m built to live in my own skin
[Verse 2]
Sister in my old blue jeans
Jokes about how they “just hang”
Uncle asks me at dinner
If I’ve “thought about that gym thing”
Smile so tight that my jaw hurts
Laugh it off
Then cry at night
Pinch my sides in the bathroom
Wishing bones would start to bite
[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve been shrinking in the photos
Hiding in the second row
But I’m tired of disappearing
While my heart still wants to show
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
What if I am not a problem?
What if I’m already art?
What if every line and softness
Is a map back to my heart?
[crescendo]
I’m not here to make them comfy
I’m not here to fit their frame
I’m the only one who wakes up
Living in this body’s name
[Chorus]