Those marks, those rolls, the love handles, those thighs so thick and chunky, never knowing the meaning of thigh gap
It's all me.
It's mine
Whether I like it or not, it's mine...
I'm not a size 2
Ha, not even close.
Two 2's and that's what I have
It's hard to love all my body dimples and stretch marks...
Oh, these stretch marks. The ridges of the curves that I have
People may talk when they see mine
What I have to sport and show, but it doesn't change anything
I'm still me
I still have this body
I can't trade it
If I did would it even be me?
I have to accept myself
Love myself
Every inch of myself
It's me and what makes me absolutely beautiful in my way
In every way
Talk if you might
Talk if you like
Hate me
Shame me
Hurtful words may be all you know
But no more do I have to hear them
I'm gonna love myself
This gorgeous body of mine
Rising confidence will show it all
Sparkle and shine no one can dull my glow
I'm not gonna wait for anyone else
No words
No one to tell me
I have to believe it
I have to just do me
Knock em all down and become a star
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Positively Me
CasualeI'm not sure what this is other than just experimental ideas and writings... I just want to try and play around with styles and poetry and just let my heart out to something. All of it might suck, which I'm fine with as well... So read if you want o...
