I love how water feels going down my throat first thing in the morning/The cite said it increases your metabolism/I can see myself losing weight/That's such a good feeling for me/Skinny is so beautiful, I'm willing to give up my life for it/I wanna be the size of air/I wanna be skinny/but not too skinny/I don't want people to think there's something wrong with me/There's nothing wrong with me/There's nothing wrong in wanting to be beautiful/I don't need pity nor judgment/I'm just trying to take care of myself/Because when everything else is spiraling around me,/At least I'll have control/There's something great about stuffing my face in chocolate cake at 5 in the morning/I know it's not good for me, but neither is hating myself/I can't keep looking like that person I see in the mirror/There's something great about seeing yourself build muscle/Now I can protect myself when he comes for me/I'm not weak/There's something great about looking in the mirror and seeing less of me/At least I take up less space/I wanna be the size of air/I wanna be pretty like them/Be strong for her/Be good enough for me/I wanna be the size of air/There's something great in having control over my body/Even if it's just a lie
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Under The Sycamore
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