weird poems 5

weight

i wish weight could be whatever we wanted

but sadly it doesn't work like that

and were stuck feeling like were fat

its inevitable in its tracks

in my mind, whats terrible is scales lie

we want to believe it but its not for real

because losing weight isn't that much of a blur

it hurts like giving away family memorabilia

a piece of you but has a side of thrilling

getting it off your chest can be the best

but I'm at the point were it feels like no return

i suck at diets and that truth is never quiet

my thundering thighs whether in my mind and silent

or real and spreading through out minds

like a giant sitting on my chest

waiting just like the rest

i might never get through this challenge

but i will keep running

even if there's nothing to salvage

then there's the other side

the so skinny it hurts

even the littlest blobs

like a siren in the silence

life will never mind this

as they pop pills or eat as stills

calorie counts are taking our bills

models fixed feels

and then theres the middle

the really good from skinny to luscious

the love my body for what its got

i can change if i want to i will

the best weight to be is yourself

but light is for the feathers

and your mind is no better
weather a number or a stretch

whatever it has to say

you are the best