Big Booty Brooke

I look at myself now

and I think wow

 

I get called thick

I take it as a compliment

 

That’s not how it used to be

It was so hard for me

to see myself as pretty

prayed to god consistently

wishing I looked differently

 

They called me big booty Brooke

“Why they gotta look?”

insecurities overtook

emotions overlooked

shaming me, the oldest trick in the book

 

I got skinny, I lost 60 pounds

people told me to stop, I didn’t like the sound

my weight was going down

I was supposed to be healthier and proud

but it was the other way around

 

500 calories a day in 8th grade

no carbohydrates

no fats on my plate

obsessively monitoring what I ate

5’7 but weighed 98

 

but that’s not anymore

I closed that door

 

I gained the weight back

I used that squat rack

 

Yeah, I’ve got a big ass

But i like it like that

 

Now, I’m in shape

and guess what? I look and feel great

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