Today I want to apologize publicly,
I want redemption for what I saw and what I let live,
Not to you, society that discriminates when the scale begins to rise,
But to that child who swallowed and swallowed the prejudices of the people.
Because you don't deserve forgiveness for every time someone recriminated,,
For each kilo, each tight garment that the meat marked,
Every "fat" and every "obese" every look of contempt,
Because he made you envious, that he could love himself even if he wasn't accepted.
You grew up comparing yourself, you thought you were invincible,
Because you knew that having self-love, your compliments ran out,
And that made you insufferable, vulnerable.
YOU ARE READING
MASOCHISM.
PoesiaThis is a story told after a long time, a late revenge, revealing my version and the truth of what happened. Maybe it's masochism, or a simple pain addiction? Co-Written by Isabel Climent Martinez.
