No Standards

Looking at me
I see a woman
With long golden hair
Almond-shaped eyes
Colored bluish-green
Solidly built
Able to work hard
And give life
I'm beautiful

Looking at me
You see a girl
With dirty blonde hair
Squinty eyes
Colored gray
Fat as a whale
Posing a threat
Because I make life inside of me
I'm ugly

I like
My strong body
The skill of my hands
And my head
I can think and speak
Express joy and anger
I can cry and scream
Nothing keeps me down
Because I fight back

You like
A willowy body
Spreading her legs
Submitting to your whims
Never speaking or thinking
Joy and frustration
Tears and rage
Determined by
How pleased you are

I don't need you
To tell me who I am
How I should look
I accept myself
If you don't love me
Well, that's alright
'Cause there's a soul out there
Without your standards
To be beautiful

You need me
To perfect for you
To be your armpiece
To be accepted
You don't love me
But that's alright
'Cause I don't have
Your standards
To be beautiful