What do Ты think of this poem?

Oh tiny, little, broken girl, you’re so young so why so sad?
Oh tiny, little, broken girl, why do those tears swell in your eyes? Why do Ты cry all the time?
Oh tiny, little, broken girl, your сердце it weeps but your eyes are bright and your mouth is curled up at the side…..how are Ты not happy?
Oh tiny, little, broken girl-
Oh judgemental, cursed, society, why do Ты ask so much from me? I cry at night, yes I do….cry myself to sleep because of you. Ты tell me I’m not good enough, not pretty enough, not skinny enough, what the hell do Ты want from me!?
Oh tiny, little, broken girl, you’ll never be enough, just give up, don’t bother, just get the bullet and gun.