ENOUGHA Poem by crystalxestradaTW//ED.I run my hand through my face Can I still feel my bone structure? I wrap my hand around my wrist Is it small enough? I slide my hand across my chest Can I still feel my collar bones? I run my hand down my spine Can I feel it enough? I look in the mirror I say Do I look sick enough? I skip a meal, I ask Will I be thin enough? When I put food in my mouth, I ask Did I work-out hard enough? I write in my journal and ask Am I enough? Do I look enough? Self-worth reflects off what my body looks like I’ll never be enough Point is, your body isn’t who you are Your body is your clothes to what you really are Your self worth isn’t defined by how you look Self-worth doesn’t even have a book There is no guide or manual to say: This is how you’re supposed to look Your body is defined by you And your shaming is only done by YOU Letting others have the power to define you When you have the power to refine you Next time, ask… Are they enough? Next time reflect… What is enough? To tell yourself that your body is the only way that’ll allow you to have what you think it is you deserve is bullshit you need to unlearn You are more than just your body, you are no body You are the clothed soul who needs to protect their body But isn’t defined by nobody Protect yourself because at the end, you will be nobody Just a soul, left with their goals, that have nothing to do with anybody. © 2021 crystalxestradaReviews
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1 Review Added on December 13, 2021 Last Updated on December 13, 2021 AuthorcrystalxestradaIrvine, CAAboutHi! My name is Crystal, a bit about me is that I love to be able to express myself in the rawest way I can that is true to me and to others. A lot of the time, what I write about are feelings I was go.. more..Writing
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