𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲

goldielocks

am i enough?

am i too much?

too big?

too small?

never "just right."

the world lies.

picket white fences,

the perfect body;

fairytales of longing

goldielocks testing.

quit trying,

it'll never be right.

you're flawed,

broken even,

perfection is bullshit.