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My Two Sides

My two sides are fighting

They are arguing

They bicker

One tells me I’m awesome and can do so much

The othet tells me otherwise

To think twice, to be afraid to fail

The other tells me to learn from failures

That they are lessons so I can know success

My two sides make me whole

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Curves

To be fat is to be shameful

To be fat means to feel awful

This is what I learned as a child.

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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.

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My curves became my curse and I hated myself

I felt like an unwanted book tucked away on the shelf

I hated my curves.

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There are nights I’d pick myself up

Saying that I am enough and I am loved

But most nights…..most nights are awful

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I lie to myself sometimes

That if I love my curves enough

Society will accept them and I will no longer need to hide

Better, I

I try to better myself, I really do

But it always seems

I fail

I fall

Like I’m never going to be good enough

I walk around and see a mirror

I look away because I don’t like what I see

I never liked what it shows me

The girl with all the flaws

But the mirror never lies

Why can’t it?

I wish for once it would

Lost It

I gained the confidence

And then I lost it

Lost the weight but gained it again

Lost the hope that it took too long to get

I’ve lost my mind which I hoped to save

One chapter has ended

Another has begun

I apologise for myself I offended

And for leaving myself, like hit and run

Lessons should and have been learned

Self respect is something I have earned

Angry

At myself

For being too weak minded

For getting fatter

For being heavier when I should have worked on being lighter

For not being happy with how I look, sometimes

…..That I let them dictate who I ought to be

Am I Me?

I’ve cut my hair and changed my clothes

But who have I become?

The lady I see, the lady I hoped to be

She isn’t staring back at me

She got lost amidst the chaos of the mind and heart

Lost among the treacherous trap of society

She may be lost forever

Unless I straight it right

Incurable

I danced alone, like I did for a thousand years

Some stare like I had an incurable sickness

Some are amaze at my boldness

Defying the norm.

I feel whole

I feel empty

I may in fact be incurable

But this shows I am strong enough to be on my own.

Identity

I wondered who I am

If I’m defined as to who I’ll be

Or who I really am

Do they see?

See the real me?

Or do they judge me by the peers that I am with

I feel misunderstood often

I even misunderstand myself

I need to find myself

And they need to stop labelling me

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