Parenthetical Girls
The Fragile Class
As our promise fadesWith the angles of our facesAnd girlish framesAnd as my body breaksThe obsessive lengths I takeTo desperately maintainOh potential famePlease protect the family nameAs I decayAnd oh dysmorphic shameAnd the burdens of a waistThat won't waste awayWe stammer just to speakOf the finish on our teethAnd sallow cheeksOur fickle flesh portendsThat our fingers will meet backs of throats againOh can't we just be satisfied?And aren't we just so lucky to be alive?Why can't we just be satisfied?And aren't we all so lucky to be alive?
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