I look in the mirror and
All I fear is real
Stretch marks on hips
My thighs, my mind
I sink lower in thinking
I can't be loved
Because I don't have a flat stomach
Hip and collars bones up above
I just want to be loved
I whimper and push the tears from forming
But I'm way too fat for any one to love
I'm a whale on land
I'm a bumper car in the halls
I'm worthless
I don't matter at all
If my thighs may don't touch
Maybe our lips will?
If I skip every meal
Will it give me that thrill?
I'm fat and ugly
And never to be loved
What's the point
Of loving?
If you're too fat to be hugged
