At least I'm still visible (no body shaming)

I don't know, I kinda had a thing for this guy that was kind of obsessed with tiny, tiny tiny girls. Like size 0. And it's weird cause I'm small, but still, he kinda made me feel bad.

I'm not made of pink perfume,

My waist is not a broom,

There's not a lot of space between my thighs,

But open up your eyes,

You might just be surprised,

You might realize,

That I'm more perfect than you ever analyzed