(tw: dysphoria)
my hips are going to
burst through my skin
my ribcage is an accordion
jutting out from my stomach
my waist is twisted
it's going to snap in two
there's a dent in my spine
a permanent fold
a weed called acne
has taken root all over me
there are crickets in my larynx
that always give me away
there are organs i never asked for
monthly shark bites in my stomach
my shoulders have been crushed
and there are weights on my chest
i feel constantly sore and
constantly disgusting
constantly wrong
i want to climb out
of my own skin,
pull every bone
in my body from its place,
tear off every clump of fat
rip everything inside out
i don't want this on me
i don't want this in me
i don't want this to be me
i don't want this body
i don't want this body
i don't want this body
i don't want this body
i don't want this body
i don't want this body
i never asked for any of this
why is it a sin to hide
what i never asked for
