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Mirror Talkback Kindness

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Title: I’m My Own Body Standards (Verse 1) Mirror talkin’ back but it don’t always speak kind Some days I see beauty, some days I question my mind Skinny, thick, in between, I been all of the above Tryna learn self-worth ain’t supposed to come from love From somebody else’s mouth, from likes or a glance From a world that decides who don’t even get a chance Pretty girls get the spotlight, doors open with a smile And the rest of us wonder if we’re worth it all the while (Pre-Chorus) But I been down that road, yeah I know that place Where you smile on the outside but you hide your face Still I’m learning slow, what I should’ve known (Chorus) I’m my own body standards Whether I’m skinny, fine, or thick, I matter Ugly, cute, or beautiful—still I stand up Ain’t no label gonna break what I am made of They said I don’t fit in, but I was never made to I’m my own body standards And that’s the truth I’m choosing (Verse 2) She comparing her body to a girl on the screen But don’t see all the tears behind the perfect routine Filtered lives, perfect angles, but nobody shows The nights they feel empty when the camera goes And I know there’s someone for every heart out here But self-love gets quiet when insecurity’s near So many women smiling but they hurting inside Tryna measure their worth by a number or size (Pre-Chorus) But I won’t stay small just to make ‘em feel tall I won’t shrink my light just to fit in their walls I’m done believing I’m less than whole (Chorus) I’m my own body standards Whether I’m skinny, fine, or thick, I matter Ugly, cute, or beautiful—still I stand up Ain’t no label gonna break what I am made of They said I don’t fit in, but I was never made to I’m my own body standards And that’s the truth I’m choosing (Bridge – soft, raw) To every woman crying in the mirror at night Questioning your worth, wondering if you’re alright Listen close, you don’t need fixing or repair You’ve been enough, you’ve been worthy, you’ve been there Even when you didn’t believe it was true There’s a version of you that still believes in you (Final Chorus – powerful) I’m my own body standards No more shame, no more breaking under standards Pretty, plain, or in-between—I rise up Every scar, every curve, I own what I’m made of They can say what they want, but I won’t undo I’m my own body standards And I’m choosing me too (Outro – spoken/soft) You are not too much. You are not not enough. You are you… and that’s already enough.