You get to fit clothes easily,
You get to be called pretty.
You get to be fine and dandy,
You get to be dolled up, lovely.
You get to be all fine and sexy,
While I’m just plain, fat, and flimsy.
I do not want to fill my thoughts with envy.
I don’t want to hate or be angry.
I guess there’s no one else to blame but me
But I hope you stop making me feel so ugly.
We are all insecure in some ways. It’s bad enough that we think ourselves low, let’s not make others feel this way. Spread LOVE. ❤️
Just another way of saying ugly
As if it hurts less
Should one say “un-thin” then, to make it sound less negative?
To be fat is to be shameful
To be fat means to feel awful
This is what I learned as a child.
My family loved me, and I know they tried
Tried to protect me, but they do not know how much I cried
Because whenever I have an ounce of confidence
Society retaliates with a pound of uncertainty.
My curves became my curse and I hated myself
I felt like an unwanted book tucked away on the shelf
I hated my curves.
There are nights I’d pick myself up
Saying that I am enough and I am loved
But most nights…..most nights are awful
I lie to myself sometimes
That if I love my curves enough
Society will accept them and I will no longer need to hide
It’s not funny
I’m self conscious…all the time
I look at the mirror
Try to cheer myself up
Gain the confidence
But it gets depleted with each people who look at me funny.
The skinny can easily find clothes that fit
The heavy….well, we often struggle
My self esteem has left years ago
So I curl up on my bed
And hide in my room
And so I came to realize that people with smaller size, smaller frame
Gets the praise, popularity and fame
They always seem to win the game
Of one size fits all.
I never try an outfit where they can see, for fear of being shamed
And perhaps, fear of being maimed
They may not laugh at me but I’ll feel awful just the same
Such an awful feeling.
My confidence, I can never tame
I am just another fat suffering dame
I feel so lame
For wanting to be one of those with smaller frames
I have one wish
One I’ve had since I was small
I don’t want to be called fat anymore
I want people to stop joking about my weight
I just want to be unfat
But I think it’s too much to ask for
Shed those extra pounds
Let’s do it all again
You did it before
You can do it once more
Move your butt and feet
Get going and never admit defeat!
Go on, just lose it
Will I ever lose the pounds I gained?
I’m drifting to isolation again
Confidence gained is now confidence lost
And I have but myself to blame the most
Spare me the sweet talk and tell me straight
That I’ve once again gained weight
Be still and stay silent
Eat everthing with your eyes
Let none pass your mouth for fear of being called BIG
Mind everything that everyone says
So you will end up being eaten up by society’s idealism of a perfect body
I’m too fat again
I’m too skinny tomorrow
I will never be enough
I will never be just fine
I’m either too much or too little
Not enough or an excess
I’m starting to fall again
Fall out of love of myself