Growing up overweight shaped me in unexpected ways.
It was like being given a role in a play I never auditioned for.
I was handed a script that said, "You're not good enough, so make 'em laugh."
But no amount of performance could prepare me for the weight of the shame.
The shame that others feel being seen with me
They treat me like I'm their guilty pleasure
Something meant for them to enjoy only in secret
Something just for them
They won't introduce me to their friends because
The weight of me would be to heavy
They couldn't escape actually feeling attracted to me
It would haunt them
They'd be made fun of
Taunted because they enjoyed me
I wouldn't be worth that to them
Instead they tell me its because they don't have friends
Interestingly enough
when they need a break
They tell me
They are going out with friends
I'm sick of being hidden
Too annoyed to play along
Too big to fit in a box
Too tired to even try
I'm not a secret
I'm not just your guilty pleasure
I'm a person
Being big doesn't change that
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A Poets Diary
PoesiaI really enjoy writing and I have been writing poems for a while, I'm finally gaining the confidence to share them, some are extremely personal to me and discuss some topics that may make people uncomfortable so please check the tws. Most of them a...
