Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I like food,
And you too.
People say I like food too much,
 And that I should stop.
I tell to fuck off,
cause I like my curvy-ness.
Point of this poem,
Is that my curves make me,
Not the people who hate who are afraid,
To be themselves like me.
But I don't blame them.
I blame society.
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I wrote the poem when I was a freshmen in school and I practically live by it. Society has specific views and if we don't live up to them we are practically treated like we don't belong. I wish it wasn't like that but it is. And the only way to stop it is to show them there are more than just looks. There's brains, personality, and a lot more to a person than looks. Society needs to get out of what I think is a dark mindset and just accept that there are different people in this world. Every person is different. We just all need to accept that. Thank for hearing me rant and I hope you think about. See-ya!!