Looking my own reflection
Standing infront of the mirror
"Geez why to much imperfection!"
"I'll hide it in a blazer"
She rarely receive compliments—
But always receiving bad comments
"You're so ugly!" "You're so big."
"You fatty old pig."
"Mom, am I ugly?" She asked her mom
"No honey you're gorgeous."
"Mom, am I fat?" She asked her mom
"No sweety you're beyond perfect!" Her mom answered as she smiles.
Walking away with a dissatisfied eyes
"Liar." She whispered—still smiling for a disguise
She search for something—something like 'how to loose weight'
Hoping if she became skinny—society will open the gate
She despise her favorite food
Because she knows its for her own good
Exercising three times a day
Waiting for her fats to fade away
And the day has come
The day she was waiting for
Fats are all gone
She was so happy—happier than before.
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Prequel of my poem 'Anorexia Nervosa'
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Poesia" Some random magic that comes within my pen; that'll open your heart and your mind as well. "
