Date of entry: 08/13/23
The color of my skin
The size of my waist
From the length of my hair
To the shape of my face
Why must I meet
These high standards of yours?
Conflict inside me
I'm starting a war
My self confidence
Versus my insecurities
My reassurance
Versus all the worries
I'm strong of faith
But still have doubt
Seeing my flaws
A bit clearer now
Yeah my skin isn't clear
Yeah my jean's are tight
And my hair's messy
Can never get it quite right
But I'm healthy and strong
And I woke up today
So I'll push through the battle
That I face everyday
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Plus Size Prisoner of Society
PoetryThis is a collection of poems from a fat girl's diary. Come spend a day in my shoes... or should I say curves?
