Been scrolling through Instagram for hours,
I think I should just switch my phone off now.
Spent enough time comparing my body to others,
Shouldn’t I start loving myself now?
Every time I look in the mirror,
All I see are thick thighs, stretch marks, and body hair.
But I just got waxed last week!
The fat in all the wrong places looks so unappealing,
Where are my scissors again?
I’m not a size 27 anymore,
How can I gain over 2 pounds in a week?
I hate how I don’t look like her,
Even after starving myself for months.
Why can’t I fit into the mold?
What will they think now?
What will they say now?
I can’t believe I’m going through this all over again, it never ends.
Why can’t I look at myself without filters?
Do I really have to diet if I don’t want to?
Should I decide what to wear based on what others say?
Can’t I just let myself be?
Suddenly, a thought passes by me and I catch it.
“Who cares?”, it reads.
I start to think.
Who cares if I have thick thighs or body hair?
Who cares if I don’t fit into that dress?
The dress is made for my body,
And not the other way around.
Who cares if I don’t have abs or if I don’t have an hourglass-shaped body?
Who cares if I am too skinny or if I’m too fat?
Who cares if I have body hair or acne?
Isn’t it normal?
Doesn’t everyone have them?
Isn’t everyone insecure over some part of themselves?
So why,
Do we then forget to empathize?
Why do we judge each other by our make-up and body size?
Instead of loving ourselves for being unique,
Why do we chase unattainable beauty standards and perfection
Over being true to ourselves?
Why does external validation matter?
Why are we shutting down our own voices,
In order to be accepted by people who are afraid of accepting themselves?
Let’s start empowering ourselves.
Let’s help each other instead of shaming.
Let’s love ourselves instead of hating.
When it comes to my body,
I’ll listen to no one but me.
After all, it’s my body and I decide.
Who cares? Only I should.
-pearl.
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𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭, 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 » 𝐩 𝐨 𝐞 𝐭 𝐫 𝐲
Poetry❝for the true mystery is the visible, not the invisible.❞
