I never really liked it much
The fact that I’m not tall
Barefoot I’m only five foot three
That really says it all
I’ve scribbled down a poem
It’s all about my size
I find it quite frustrating
I can’t look you in the eyes
Good things always come
In packets that are small
I suppose I'm really kind of good
But I wish that I were tall
I’ve always been a shorty
Maybe raised by elves
But that’s no consolation
If I cannot reach those shelves
The stats all say I’m average height
I don’t share that point of view
Promise not to tease me
And I’ll look up to you
I like high heels they raise me up
To where I’d like to be
But when I take them off again
I’m back to five foot three