Curvy in places I don’t want to be
Far from an hourglass
I’m paler than I’d like to be
I’ve got stretch marks on my ass
Double D’s plagued with saggyness
Round face, almost permanent frown
The type of arms that they call bingo wings
Hair so frizzy it never stays down
This body is not perfect
There are days I hate being me
Far from an Instagram model
But why would I want to be?
This body fights off sickness
These legs have walked for miles
My teeth could be whiter or straighter
But they’ve shared so many smiles
This brain fights off depression
Still working after years
These hands help write these poems
Hold friends hands when they’re in tears
This mind fought off bulimia
Though for years it took control
Food and weight were my biggest fears
But now once again I’m whole
This body got raped
But learned to come back to life
After so much self loathing
Again I can daydream of being a wife
This poems probably cheesy
But I think that thats okay
This body might not be perfect
But I love that its here to stay
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