Inner Self

I used to look in the mirror and thought - "Why am I such an ugly snot?",

I would look at my body from head to toe,

I wish that my body was moldable like dough,

I would pull my pants up to cover my fat,

So my stomach would be flat,

For many years I have been fighting,

But yet the things I do is inviting,

I would look at these girls making me feel worse,

The words in my head are on repeat like a curse,

I try to stay positive and strong,

But in the end, those feelings were wrong,

My reflection became my worse nightmare,

To the point, it takes my air,

I can't stand it anymore!

I just wish this body would drop to the floor,

But all of this soon changed,

I know that these thoughts can be rearranged, 

For which now I have obtained...

So listen now as I tell you my pain,

Please do not let yourself fall into this lane,

Love yourself and value your life,

For that, it gives you the strength with each passing strife. 

 

 

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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