Perfect Silhouette

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Vintage Publishing
I wrote this back in November of 2009, I was struggling with my self-image and to this day I somewhat do.

Submitted: July 21, 2017

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She says my body isn’t perfect that it’s not even close,

She tells me all the time while in the mirror I pose.

It’s a huge dishonor to my bohemian traits,

This obsession I created and it’s all about my weight.

 

My efforts do not satisfy her and it irritates my nerves,

She wants a flat stomach with smooth and lovely curves.

To please the figure in the mirror is the wish I never get,

Sexy bosom, lovely butt and the perfect silhouette.

 

I’m not a fan of fashion, brands or latest trends,

Flashing lights, expensive clothes or cocktails to attend.

Yet my exterior does matter to my selfish ruling mind,

Whose remarks towards my body are always so unkind.

 

I deprive myself from food and from confidence as well,

And though I know that it’s not good I cannot flee this hell.

To please her in the mirror there are no limits set,

I don’t know why I am obsessed with the perfect silhouette.

 

At times I cry before the mirror hopeless and dismayed,

I despise my whole semblance in every single way.

The architect who made me failed on my design,

He forgot to give me confidence and a peace of mind.

 

I write about what should matter; nothing more than intellect,

And yes it’s too ironic when I crave a perfect silhouette.


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