Something many struggle with growing up or even as they get older. Body image talking to your body.
Every time I see you,
I imagine you beautiful,
Even though you kind of already are,
I just imagine you a little better than you are,
People say I have a skinny little waist,
Make it a little bigger!
A better figure,
Thin cheakbones, ribs,
They say they should be more hidden,
I imagine my pokey little ears,
A little bit more tucked,
My beady little eyes a little bit more bright with life,
Tired skin a little pinker,
Hair a little thicker,
And I sit with a fat belly chunky arms…
Thinking it should be the other way around.
By teenage me / lettersyoullneversee on wordpress