Good for you

Poetry is my Destiny

When I look into the mirror
What I see is beautiful
Society regards me as fat
The scale defines me as obese
Despite their opinions
I am content
I look down and see the ripples in my skin
I notice the tags on my large clothes
I see the way skinny girls gawk at me
But I still hold my head high
Despite their rejection
I am content
Once a friend said
“I won’t love my child is she is fat”
I took her ignorance to heart
I will love her child regardless
Despite her hatred
I am content
I don’t despise the world
I feel bad for them
They are so caught up in appearance
They will never know the bliss of self confidence
Despite their insecurities
I am content

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