She looked at her body in the mirror, different, rounder than her sister's
She compared her curves with others
and everyone in her life seemed to do the same. They repeated in stereo the words, "fat girl", "too many curves", "she could lose weight"
And she cried, she cried in the bathroom until she understands that tears couldn't make her thinner.
- Why people had to define who she was because of her look?
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The Stars Are Made Of Dust
PoetryThe Stars Are Made Of Dust - A collection of poems about a little girl who wanted to be okay. She was a child too scared to live a teenager that didn't want to live she became a woman thrilled to live the entire potential of what life is. - Untold...
