Head To Toe

Tonya515

She is perfect, Head to Toe

She is perfect, but she doesn't know

All her beauty she hides within

Starving herself, trying to be even more thin

She pushes herself with what she does best

Dragging the razor, deeper is the test

Spends all her time focused on what to improve

Getting rid of her fat is her constant move

To remove all the 'Cushion' that she hates so

For she's not aware, she's perfect head to toe

She them makes Ana her new best friend

Ana's tips and pointers is what she lends

Until Ana destroys her life even more

And everything else feels like a chore

That when you know you need to get out

When you hear Mia shout

Because Mia is Ana's foe

She is perfect, But she'll never know.

  • Author: Tonya515 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 29th, 2022 14:47
  • Comment from author about the poem: I think this one is self-explanatory. Wrote it a while ago, but it's still ever more relevant.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 20
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  • Crowns4Christ

    You are perfect,you are perfectly made ,and what Dion,my husband is used to tell me , foreverjesus6, is that by telling yourself these things, which I did,is like telling God that He messed up,that He was wrong,and I realized,that yeah,Dion is right,we were made in the image of God,so that if we think this about ourselves,then we are calling God this also,it was a real wake up call to me ,Tonya,honey,you are beautiful,inside and out , and if anybody tells you any different, including yourself ,don't believe it,so glad we're friends, sisters,luv ya

    • Tonya515

      Thank you so much. I am just seeing this comment and I actually think you have a new profile now because you got locked out of this one....But thank you. I wrote this when I was around 17ish. Trying to get all my poems in digital. I have been working on my self love and loving myself first, always.



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