I look in the mirror,
And what do I see?
A fat, pathetic monster,
Staring back at me.
Heads too big,
Thighs too wide.
The society we live in,
Has rules I need to abide by.
Stomach too large,
Hair too flat.
Maybe if I starved myself,
I wouldn't be fat.
Stained wrists,
Darkened eyes,
No one said "Hello",
So now I'm saying "Goodbye".
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Poems For the Damaged and Broken
PoetryThese are all written by me. Some may be triggering.
