A Young woman's thoughts on replay

in poetry •  7 years ago  (edited)

No size o 

Squeezing into jeans that are too tight,

Asking why? Why can’t I look like her?

Like her and the other half of the population

(because you think every other woman you see is

prettier than you,

better,

skinnier.

You’re not happy.

You just want to look normal.

What the hell is normal?

Someone please tell me! 

Because I’m tired of constantly wanting to be more…

Skinny

Flawless like in the magazines (even though deep down I know its airbrush)

I’m tired of debating which diet is actually healthy

I’m tired of arguing with that little voice in my head,

“Maybe you should become anorexic”

I’m tired of thinking that the other half of the population won’t like me if I’m not these things.

Perfect (or almost there)

That maybe if I was prettier, skinnier…

Then I would be loved. Then I wouldn’t care.   

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This is a very nice poem, although the meaning behind it isn't so good. Being a guy, I get this from a different perspective because I'm not what most would consider manly or macho.

Beautiful poem and sad that these thoughts are so prevalent. Is that your image at the top of the post? If not please consider crediting image sources in this and future posts. Following you and looking forward to more of your awesome original content in my feed!