Taken from many conversations I have had with my boyfriend. It was written in the form of a conversation to add to the effect. The parts that are bold and Italic are supposed to be him.
It took me a long time not to judge myself through someone else's eyes. ~Sally Field ~*~*~
Anguished disgust It’s written on my face Double chins I can never erase Pinch the skin My thighs look like ham My hair is ridiculous So much for glam ~*~ Imperfections make you, you Love who you are They way others see you When you look in the mirror Be like me Lie to yourself It will make it easier You’ll see ~*~ Easy to say Look at you Your body is perfect Your skin the perfect hue Hair golden Tanned to the core Quit playing innocent You know what I mean ~*~ Your going crazy You need to eat Your starvation lust is killing me What does it matter What those girls said You are beautiful Even when you first get out of bed Don’t get yourself down You’ll see soon enough Please consider Giving it up ~*~ Black is the new pink Makes me thinner Even if it’s a scheme I want to be something More in my life I want to see beauty Be divine Uniqueness is an option But where will that road lead Stick to what we know Make me skinny ~*~ If only you knew Your running out of time Your beautiful The only one who doesn’t see Give up this game Your killing me Giving into your lust No food to eat Stop critiquing You are beautiful to me.
I never liked what i saw when I looked in the mirror and I still don't, I am constantly putting myself down, The tiniest flaw will send me out of control. A lot of people have told me that I lie when I say that I have problems with loving myself or Being okay with my weight. But they are wrong, I know what it is like to go days without eating for fear of becoming fat. And I know what it is like to try to hide who you are with makeup and false smiles.
I have learned to love myself, not completely but with help it is a work in progress.
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I know how you feel in this, it never seems like the body looks the way one wants it to, its a curse that is hard to break, Im glad your working on loving yourself, remember that we are our harshest critics. Dont let what anyone says thats bad about you get you down, remember you are more amazing than they will ever know, and that voice in the back of your head saying the same things stab it with a Q-tip.
Wow, such an intriguing poem. And I've got to say, I've felt like this before, and I still do. I can relate to this strongly. People always tell you what you want to hear, but you yourself can't seem to make out what they mean. A very sad, but inspiring write. I really liked the two voices arguing the situation. An amazing write :)