I love that you
Four years younger
Think you know more about the world than I do
You are not even yet a legal adult
Though you seem to fancy yourself as high and mighty
As Thor himself after a few puffs of the best ganja
But let me assure you, little girl
That hating your body will lead you to problems one day
That you will wish you would've nipped in the bud all those years ago
When I told you to love and accept your entire self
Even those little things that aren't so little anymore
When you're in front of a mirror

How will you ever learn to love a man
If you cannot even love yourself?
Does the elephant detest its own girth,
And does blue despise its inability to catch the eye as red does?
Tell me...
Should the bulldog be ashamed of its folds
As you are ashamed of yours?
I hate that you
Four years younger
Don't know as much about the world as I do
Because if only you did
Maybe then you'd be able to save your future from yourself