If I had a time machine
I'd go back
And mentor the dumb, ignorant child
Who fought like hell to keep pace.
She ate more cheetos than apples
And ate 3 servings of dinner
She wore XL clothing
And a training bra in 3rd grade.
People warned her of future events
The teasing and mocking
She kept eating
And never shared.
She was told everyone hated her
She was told she'd never find love
She started to feel uncomfortable in her own skin
She decided to eat some more.
Then High School came along
She grew and thinned out
She had tons of friends
She still felt uncomfortable.
She met a guy
He was sweet, kind, and funny
But the words fom her past crept up on her
She ended it before it got serious.
She started eating once again.
Slowly she lost sight of everything.
She quit the activities she loved
She chose darkness instead of light.
She believes she never changed
Those few years of perfection were gone
She can't put down the ice cream
She can't feel good about herself.
I would change the way people talked to her
I would changed the way people looked at her
I would change the way she looked at herself.
I would tell her life as a fat kid is never a happy one.