My Poems

My Mind

'You are beautiful'

No I am fat. Beauty is what you tell me I represent because you think I will crumble without it. 

My fat is like a meter on how beautiful I am. 

But at the moment. It is at its highest and I am ugly. 

I am at my ugliest because of my weight. 

Because instead of a thigh gap I have tapped hamburgers to them

Instead of collar bones I smashed Ice cream there 

Instead of abs I crammed food there. 

You can not call me beautiful

Because I know I am ugly. 

I can't do it anymore. 

I have to be pretty. 

But one thing I will always know is... 

I will never be beautiful