Get over it!

I'll never be perfect and I'm sorry for that. I'll never be something that I'm not. I'm sorry I'm not beautiful I cant change that and believe me if i could i would. I wont ever be skinny and have a perfect body so im asking that you accept me and love me the way i am. It hurts me when I look at myself and I know im not good enough. Just love me for who I am. I refuse to dress up of wear makeup. Why cover myself up with that fakeness? so next time you see a hot, skinny woman know that will never be me and if you loved me as much as you say you do, you'd accept that. So please do me the favor and don't make it so obvious im not pretty enough for you. At least lie to me, because the truth will hurt.

Reviews

[H. G. ROBERT]

Wow... I will shelf this in my library. Your prose poem is brutally honest, even though as you write "truth hurts." Self-realization is paired with the need to belong, and the desire for acceptance in your piece.
I love it.

People should love and accept each other as they are. I completely agree with you.
Aftel all, only unconditional love is true.

Kudos!