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Aug 2015
Finally starting to hear and listen
There's only one right way for me to take.
My own.
               Letting go
of dreams
                   that involve me forcing  .
Never gonna be
                                   150
                                  again.
No matter how
                         Ideal
It may seem.
            That was what was right for then,

Consistency
Has never
Been key to trajectory
No matter how bad
I think
I wanna
                              be smaller,
I will never fit into those jeans
                                Again.
Into that box
Again.
         Into categories that have me mad that the orange isn't red as red as the apple
               When it was never meant to be.

Wondering when I'll accept that...
I'll never be
                            150 again.
Coming into my Woman in every way and terrified of the expansion. Not really knowing how to handle it all.
Sybl
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