Thank you Barbie
For looking more like me.
Just one more time I must be
That ugly girl in the mirror
For all to see.
I hear their taunting words
“You’re just too fat.”
Don’t you see that?”
So go ahead and laugh at me
Awkwardly doing sit-ups
While you continue to leer.
Who would think that Barbie
Would came to my aid
in time of late?
Once more I look in the mirror.
New Barbie has worked her magic
How fantastic!
I see a different girl
so clearly.
Why it’s merely me?
bringing into focus
a new acceptance
of the real girl to be.
All should take note.
Why all the fuss?
You forgot to look beyond the outside
For you must
discover my world inside.
A kind and caring girl am I
Who visits the nursing home
where old Mrs. Foster
marvels at my beauty
And loves my sense of duty
Never forgetting what I mean to her
and she to me.
