"I take a look around; it's evident the scene has changed."

Have I finally succumbed to society's endless waste? I have always made it a goal to not give in to the things society imprints on people, but I'm discovering that I am allowing it to happen with one of it's distortions. I look around and see billboards, posters, ads, and commercials with ravishing faces and more importantly- thin frames. A simple curve with no excess, flattering stomachs and arms. A waist someone could wrap their arms around twice if they wanted to. I often observe myself in the mirror and brutally compare myself with those pencily girls. That girl in the mirror is pretty, but it is masked by a hulking frame with over sized limbs and a gelatinous belly. I study her and with each passing second I despise her more and more. She just wants to be shaped like everyone else. She wants to have the entire beautiful package. But she knows it will never be.