Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
When I was young I learned to count numbers on my fingers. As I got older I learned to count calories in my stomach. When I was young I ran for fun. Now I run in the hope that I can run away from jiggly thighs. When I was young I didn't know what the words 'body image' meant. As I got older those words sat in my mirror and waited for even my slightest glance to torture me. When I was young I loved mac 'n' cheese. Now I refuse it through my stomach's growling because it is just too many calories. When I was young candy was a treat and a delight to eat. As I got older sweets got bitter and with every candy wrapper came another pound of hatred. When I was young I did not know or care that I was fat. Now I know it and care about it every second of my life. I've learned to put down the fork and pick up the knife.
0
Jul 4, 2013
Jul 4, 2013 at 4:35 PM UTC
What I've Learned
When I was young I learned to count numbers on my fingers. As I got older I learned to count calories in my stomach. When I was young I ran for fun. Now I run in the hope that I can run away from jiggly thighs. When I was young I didn't know what the words 'body image' meant. As I got older those words sat in my mirror and waited for even my slightest glance to torture me. When I was young I loved mac 'n' cheese. Now I refuse it through my stomach's growling because it is just too many calories. When I was young candy was a treat and a delight to eat. As I got older sweets got bitter and with every candy wrapper came another pound of hatred. When I was young I did not know or care that I was fat. Now I know it and care about it every second of my life. I've learned to put down the fork and pick up the knife.
karissa-olson
Written by
Jul 4, 2013
Jul 4, 2013 at 4:35 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem