‘’a suffocating tightness wraps around
my body as i stand inside a
sea of people
i **** in a deep breath and
keep it there to surpress the
fatness that i was born with
you call my name
you give me a smile
you love me so deeply
yet the attention i’m given
will never exceed the
amount of guilt i feel
staring down at the scale
165.4
165.5
166.3
the number goes up
as the skin on my arms
thins from the scars i
cut into myself because
i think i deserve it
i stare at myself in the
mirror; cringing at every
roll on my stomach,
every pimple on my nose,
the gross stretch marks that
adorn my hips . . .
i’m so sick of this body
i’m tired
i’m so unsatisfied.’’
Apr 23
Apr 23, 2026 at 10:32 AM UTC
‘’a suffocating tightness wraps around
my body as i stand inside a
sea of people
i **** in a deep breath and
keep it there to surpress the
fatness that i was born with
you call my name
you give me a smile
you love me so deeply
yet the attention i’m given
will never exceed the
amount of guilt i feel
staring down at the scale
165.4
165.5
166.3
the number goes up
as the skin on my arms
thins from the scars i
cut into myself because
i think i deserve it
i stare at myself in the
mirror; cringing at every
roll on my stomach,
every pimple on my nose,
the gross stretch marks that
adorn my hips . . .
i’m so sick of this body
i’m tired
i’m so unsatisfied.’’
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