posted fb in 08/10/13
#340 Thin
She walked past me
I felt nothing
there was no presence no breeze
she wasn’t slim she was thin
I could see the knocking of her knees
how dare they put this forward
as the prefered one
me with my hips my thigh my bum
how could I compete
how dare they persecute
the youth
with this untruth
of what beauty is
starving and buleaming
how I dread this feeling
of always feeling hungry
yet not being able to eat
enjoy those sticky sweet treats
told I am never right
I never will do
makes me the fool
to believe all these untruths
of the beauty defined for the youth
