Don’t you wallow and stare at the fairness creams
Or starve and fret over a lil’ extra weight
Neither your skin nor your shape defines your dreams
You can be a rainbow, arching high not straight
Take time to learn your numbers, or say your piece
Not a rat race, it’s a quest for inner peace
They will swarm over you, don’t cower, stand tall
Coz the warmth, light within you will blind them all.

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