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The Weather Up Here
How’d you get so tall?
What are they feeding you?
I remember when you were “this” tall
How’s the weather up there?
That is what I hear from below
I stand awkwardly thinking
Is there any normal response?
Sometimes, wished I could cut some inches off my legs
Especially at night, when I’d fight with my blanket
Trying to stretch it, to cover my body head to toe
These nights always seemed to be a wrestling match
I’d pull here, but it tugged there
Ending in an inevitable headache
I’ve never liked that blanket
It left me vulnerable to the monsters under my bed that try to attack my feet
Ah, the nights when I barely got sleep
I stressed in the mornings too
Trying to find pants that fit without flooding
Pulling each leg through the jeans
As if these weren't the same jeans I had a mental break down about the day before
So I just wore the same jeans from the day before
People would ask “Weren’t those the same jeans as yesterday?”
There’s something called a washer and a dryer!
I’d walk away annoyed
But aggravated because I’d ask the same thing
I wouldn't be mad at other people with things they said
This is my internal fight
With fact and opinion
Fact: I'm really tall
Opinion: it’s better to be small
It seemed like everything changed when I got a new blanket
I was sleeping more
And I was still growing
My body was maturing fast
And so was my mind
Being tall didn’t seem to bother me as much
Still too tall to play games like hide-n-seek
Too tall to fully fit in that picture
Too tall to be nice
But just the right size to get on any roller coaster
Just the right size to attract the ladies
And perfectly tall enough to get that thing on the top shelf for you
Only if you beg long enough for it
Not my fault you can't reach it
Sorry I'm not shorter than most girls
Sorry I'm not the one who gets overlooked because I'm small
I’m sorry people don’t think I'm younger because of my height
Lastly, I'm sorry you’re short
But it's not my problem so don’t take it out on me
Sorry if I come off aggressive
The weather up here just makes me this way

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Everybody has insecurities about there appearance, whether it's like me with height or something else. I wrote about my past insecurities to show people that everyone isn't 100 percent happy with their body. And I hope this can help other people overcome their problems just like I did.