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During my high school days I was a fat kid afraid of making any ****** advances I never went to any school dances because I knew this fool's chances were lower than evergreen branches. My definition of try was hair that was dyed and apparel fly I bought some **** clothes but they were 4XL now I only spread sheets that far for Excel because it reminds me of my ex hell when my enthusiasm for *** fell because of how weight impacted my mobility and society negated my nobility just for the food filling me which was admittedly killing me with cholesterol and restaurants billing me because I was addicted to eating willingly. Then I started counting calories for purely cosmetic purposes which gave me more of my salary canceling extraneous purchases but it mainly stopped my self hating I started meeting people and dating which feels like competing for ratings which can be quite grating but my chances for love are fading so my life can no longer be about delaying finding someone who's interested in staying. Now my docket shows **** licks and crossfit no longer frost bit by locked lips I got this advantage to not being lonely but now I gain no new homies when no one wants to know me just blow me showing I'm not really growing just getting laid but that's a decent trade for the life I had made getting food filleted to a lower grade.
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Feb 11, 2022
Feb 11, 2022 at 4:34 PM UTC
It's Lonely Weighting
During my high school days I was a fat kid afraid of making any ****** advances I never went to any school dances because I knew this fool's chances were lower than evergreen branches. My definition of try was hair that was dyed and apparel fly I bought some **** clothes but they were 4XL now I only spread sheets that far for Excel because it reminds me of my ex hell when my enthusiasm for *** fell because of how weight impacted my mobility and society negated my nobility just for the food filling me which was admittedly killing me with cholesterol and restaurants billing me because I was addicted to eating willingly. Then I started counting calories for purely cosmetic purposes which gave me more of my salary canceling extraneous purchases but it mainly stopped my self hating I started meeting people and dating which feels like competing for ratings which can be quite grating but my chances for love are fading so my life can no longer be about delaying finding someone who's interested in staying. Now my docket shows **** licks and crossfit no longer frost bit by locked lips I got this advantage to not being lonely but now I gain no new homies when no one wants to know me just blow me showing I'm not really growing just getting laid but that's a decent trade for the life I had made getting food filleted to a lower grade.
andrew-rueter
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30/M/Kentucky
Feb 11, 2022
Feb 11, 2022 at 4:34 PM UTC
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