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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: September 07, 2018

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I’ve always wanted to go on a dinner date

But I’ll never do it 

I know what comes next

 

“Is that all you’re gonna eat?”

 

“Why don’t you eat more?”

 

“How much do you weigh?”

 

Please don’t shrink me, I already feel small

 

I don’t know what I see when I look in the mirror, but I don’t see myself as a human

I see something small

 

All my life people have seen me as someone helpless 

Weak

Fragile

So that’s what I’ve become

 

Small

I hate the word skinny

 

Small isn’t sounding too good either

 

I’m sorry 

There’s no curves on this road to make the ride enjoyable

Go straight ahead

Go through me, stop for gas

But I am not what you asked for

I’m not what you want me to be

 

I care what people think of me

I don’t care about being me

But I care about what they see

 

Skinny...

Weak...

Small...

 

Nothing at all

 


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