Normal Human thighs
just grow my insecurity high
from skinny to fat
ugly to pretty
to not having a chest and so called 'flat'
The world and its perspective
always there to judge you
and it all feels blue
If only we were accepted the way we were
Then I wouldn't be compared to the expectations of her
I look in the mirror and
I see a familiar face
trying so hard to cope up
and live in this rat race
She tries so hard to be seen
And now she's a scarred teen
She has always been
And still wonders if she'll ever be free
Free from this wretched place
Maybe one day she will find internal peace
But nothing can diminish
the crystal crease.
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Author:
Cirawrites01 (
Offline) - Published: January 7th, 2025 12:19
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
A touching piece of writing on how we are always judged by the world and how you can sometimes not be excepted as you are. Except yourself as who you are, then eventually the rest will follow. Well written piece
Thanks so much I'm new to poems nd i was just feeling low nd i tried to write a proper poem than a free verse nd it makes me happy that u liked it
You are very welcome
Love it
thanks
You're welcome
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