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There’s no gap between your thighs and your stomach is round, There are stretch marks on your skin. Your voice can only be described as a horrible sound. Eyes to spacy, nose to long and you have more than one chin.   Rolls that ripple...

There’s no gap between your thighs and your stomach is round,

There are stretch marks on your skin.

Your voice can only be described as a horrible sound.

Eyes to spacy, nose to long and you have more than one chin.

 

Rolls that ripple and arms that flap,

Legs to short and skin too white.

You look in the mirror and wish for that gap,

You look in the mirror and wish you looked right.

 

“Oh my god did you see HER?! She’s so fat!”

“oooo but look at this model she’s like, a size four.”

All said in what is thought to be idle chitchat,

But the words will stay with, burned in your mind forever more.

 

You cut back on food and you go to the gym,

Then “You should have seen this person; they’d make you look like slimmer of the year.”

You were finally feeling good and for once kinda slim,

Now you know you’re just fat and you wipe away a tear.

 

“You’re beautiful” is said but you think it’s a lie,

Beauty doesn’t come in such big a size.

I’ll always be short, I’ll always be fat, I’ll never be perfect, you sit back you sigh.

I’m flawed from the outside in, all you can do is self-criticise.

 

You go to a surgeon and they cut and they slice,

Inject here and suction there.

You go back once and then you go back twice,

Until finally there’s nothing left of YOU not even a hair.

 

You’re now a size 10 with a gap between your thighs,

But when you look in the mirror all you can see is more flaws,

You’re now the kinda girl that gets all the guys,

A smile on your face as fake as the rest, but you steps on the scales to a round of applause.

 

You eat less and less as the months go on,

You’re at the point now where you can see your rib bones,

But now you look like those models, a beautiful swan.

Not happy still despite losing more and more stones.

 

The girls in the videos have a big arse and boobs,

But their waists are still small and they’re perfectly toned.

You go back to surgeon but he won’t fill you with more tubes,

You didn’t listen to his warnings as he droned and he moaned.

 

You listened when society told you were fat,

That you couldn’t be perfect if you stayed as you were,

That every part of you should be skinny and flat,

But you were perfect as you were, and now your life has flashed by, it’s gone in a blur.

 

Nothing was wrong with you, beautiful no matter your size,

Your flaws were not flaws, but just parts of you,

If only you could have seen yourself from different eyes,

No matter on looks your beauty always shone through.

 

Society’s “perfection” is nothing but lies,

Beauty cannot be defined by one shape or size,

It’s in the curve of a mouth, the happiness in inside,

But society will sit back as natural beauty slowly dies.

 

Rowanne S Carberry 26/03/2016

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