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My momma prayed that I'd be kind, My momma prayed my eyes be blue

My momma prayed I'd look like daddy, Look more like her to tell the truth

My momma prayed that I'd be kind, Even before I took a breath

She likes to tell me that old story, About the kind girl she would get

Mirrors talk, they talk loudly

Then screams my body, "Why don't you like me?"

My momma prayed that I'd be kind, My daddy prayed I'd see the world

But no one asked me to be pretty, Is that required of a girl

My momma prayed that I'd be kind, And Jesus taught me how to pray

Late night in my bed I would wake, Late night in my bed I would pray

I'll love you til the day I die, I tell my stomach, tell my thighs

And I'm sorry for the cruel things I've said, to my body, to my mind