Obesity
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There was a young man who was obese.He ate too much and now he's deceased.He went to his favorite restaurants and ate a lot of food every day.He died at the age of thirty and it's not surprising that he passed away.
America the Great, or so she used to be...
We the people traded in our life and liberty.
We're slaves to media now
surrounded by what other people think,
struggling for independence like a spider in a sink.
America the great,
Have you ever been?
Perhaps one day, but not now.
What are we great in?
We shuffle too large
Behind over-packed bars.
We cannot afford to live
Growing up an obese child
Feeling alienated by peers
mind was running wild
heart breaking through the years
being told I had a pretty face
Getting affection was really rough
I see your round face
a wafting aroma
towards you I want to pace
and savor your colors
richness of red
and burnt sage flavors
the golden gleam of your shine
perfection and imperfection
(Part 1)
Is it not the gym?
That makes me sweat and pant?
That allows ‘fit’ children to run round it
When obviously I can’t?
Is it not the gym?
That intimidates me so
Being healthy is very important to me,
On nights, and weekends when others party,
I am one with the iron I am lifting.
When others make the decision to eat unhealthy,
I exercise daily
I feel amazing
I have cravings
I choose raisins
I need to lose weight
Or it might be too late
I hold my fate
Why are so you fat?
When you can be just as thin,
Some say what matters is within,
You say I can't help that.
Have you ever tried?
Whats within will surely become broke,
People living, people dying
People working, people twerking
People love the way you lie
Hot dog, baseball, apple pie
Cell phone, iPhone, 3-4G
Taco Bell and diet Cokes
Don’t be fooled, It’s all a big joke.
“It’s low-fat and sugar-free”
Really? You think packaged food is that easy?
Pesticides and chemicals
I was sixteen and two hundred and twenty pounds.
I was an athlete but ate enough for a family of four.
I thought of shopping as a nightmare.
I couldn’t fit into anything.
I was stared at.
I hated myself.