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when my body started changing, i was asked to change with it. my friend gave me concealer, should be called "conceal-her" why aren't boys asked to cover their face? what's the point of a bra? surely not my comfort, the wire stabbed my ribs and straps dug valleys in my shoulders i was sent home to change because the sight of my skin was deemed ****** and when i was called fat? i starved myself so that i would be wanted and then they called me flat. at what point can i just be myself?
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Aug 5, 2020
Aug 5, 2020 at 12:54 PM UTC
at what point can i just be myself?
when my body started changing, i was asked to change with it. my friend gave me concealer, should be called "conceal-her" why aren't boys asked to cover their face? what's the point of a bra? surely not my comfort, the wire stabbed my ribs and straps dug valleys in my shoulders i was sent home to change because the sight of my skin was deemed ****** and when i was called fat? i starved myself so that i would be wanted and then they called me flat. at what point can i just be myself?
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18/F/USA
Aug 5, 2020
Aug 5, 2020 at 12:54 PM UTC
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