Why - Carly

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Why do I hate it
The way that I look
Used to think I was perfect
But was I mistook

My thighs are too big
But my arms are too skinny
Like some sort of pig
This keeps my mind spinning

Why can't I change
To be like the girls on tv
Flat stomach
Sharp jawline
Nothing works for me

In mirrors, shadow dance with grace
A fleeting glance, I turn away
Each flaw a line, I can't embrace
Thoughts of doubt start to sway

Why are the curves I seek lost in dreams,
Given to anyone but me,
A canvas marked with silent sighs,
In every flaw a voice redeems,
Yet still, I chase the perfect disguise.

Why does each step, cause a heavy heart
The world reflects what I can't see,
But in search of peace, I play my part
But struggle with who I should truly be

So why can't I be happy
In the body I've got
It was given to me
Which could say a lot
To be happy
To be strong
To give it my everything

So I'm going to keep fighting
To someday get through
To be happy with me
And to not care about anything or you

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