No matter how much makeup
I put on my face
Hiding my imperfections
With powder and paste
Everyone one can see
Why no one likes me
I can run and jump
And not eat
But everyone only sees is my size
And not me
Making my face pretty is a way to hide
But I know it doesn't work
deep inside
I try to tune it out
But the voice does not hide
Telling me they know
That I'm fat
and it's a fact I cannot hide
I can suck it in in pictures
And make my smile wide
But everyone can see
How big I am
Compared To the twigs I am beside
And I know it's my fault
And it's something I need to fix
But people can be kind to someone
Who knows she's not the shit
Who knows why you said no
Who knows why you said to "take me home"
Who knows why everyone laughs when someone makes a joke about her liking you
And everyday she tries to eat less and less
Until you love her
Until you come to her doorstep in the pouring rain
Until you see
How great and beautiful she can be
other than her pain
Without the number on scale
Would you like me more?
Consider me?
Love me?
Pretend I'm not a bore
I sit at home every night because
The number on the scale
Is the one thing
She cant hide
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Ode to All the Girls that Never Fit
PuisiTo all the girls who never felt good enough, small enough, or pretty enough... this is for you. No upload schedule, just whenever I write a poem.
