To Love You Small To Love You Large

For who you are
And what you do
There are things,
Inside of you
For those you simply can't control
For those that simply take a toll 
Your brain and heart, are two that do
That tell you things, that skew your view 
For that is simply just unfair
For you create your own nightmare

Too fat, too skinny, too tall, too small 
To throw yourself against a wall
You're not enough, you say it's true
For you, you are, the one to do,
to tell you things, to skew your view
For who you are, it's up to you

Beauty, from a place well-known
For first it's grown, and then it's shown
If there's no beauty from within 
You'll simply lose, and never win 
Lock yourself within a room
Slowly die and never bloom
For it takes time, it's sure not easy 
Easy peasy lemon squeezy?
For if it was, we'd have the cure
Happiness, we'd all endure
Life does not work out this way
For there is sunshine, there is gray
But you, you are, the one to face
Take your time, it's not a race 
For you, yes you, you are in charge
To love you small, to love you large

But can I tell you a little secret?
Safe and sound, is where you must keep it
Strength starts in your tiny toes,
and works its way up to your nose
But just like you,
For when you too,
Grow each second, day and year,
Gain your strength and face your fear,
For it takes time, it's still on you
To practice hate, you mustn't do

For you, you are, the one to face
Take your time, it's not a race 
For you, yes you, you are in charge
To love you small, to love you large

Focus on the things you love 
Give your flaws a big ole shove 
For now, I say to every flaw
You are ALL against the law!
Take the wheel, yes you're in charge
To love you small, to love you large 
Beauty, from a place well-known,
It can't be shown, if never grown
It can't be grown, if never known

For you, you are, the one to face
Take your time, it's not a race 
For you, yes you, you are in charge
To love you small, to love you large

To Love You Small To Love You Large

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