Self-doubt and Fat

June 7, 2010
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Lounging in a hole
Of unstoppable toll
The feast which we eat
Makes evil in the heart's beat

Underneath it all
We are filled with self doubt
Lack of preservation
This plague will sweep the nation

Dying to be thin
With that standard i'll never be in
With that certain crowd
In that beautiful dress

Full of perilous journeys
Times when I have cried
Sometimes it seems food is a beginning
Other times it is an out

So while the rest of them may fail
And stay thin as sticks
I will sit and wail
Because i'm thicker than a brick

I will not be happy
Until every last food is gone
Some say this is drastic
But the plague goes on

So to all those out there
To all the ones who are
And can't be happy because they're
I am too
I cry at night
I don't sleep at night
I get made fun of
And so do you

Words i've been called, words i've said
I'm sick of living with dread
I need to come to terms with this
But I cannot live as a pin thin stick

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so_joy said...
Aug. 12, 2012 at 9:09 pm
This is a fantastic poem, although I think it would be better without the last stanza-it's more dramatic. All in all, you expressed your feelings well and did a superb job. Please read, rate, and comment on my poems! Thanks!
Shminkanator5000 said...
Aug. 21, 2010 at 6:56 pm
I'm in the same boat as you darling, and I can really relate to this piece. I'm tired of fighting it though, i just want it all to go away. Great poem. I wrote a short story about being fat.
gymbabe This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 27, 2010 at 5:18 pm
I really liked this, it was very expressive and flowing, I love the style in the second-to-last stanza. I hope you soon feel better.
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