That's great,
though comparison to one thinner and
prettier is not what lifts off the weight.
I may not be skinny but I fit in well whenever
I choose to.
I may not have a bony face but I wear a smile
only because I own it.
My clothes might not involve lace and fitting
but I wear nicer things than anyone else.
My size might not be tiny enough for a man to
pick me up and carry me away.
I may not be quiet and bashful just what boys want
but I am funny, loud, and confident as
****.
So that's great, I am happy for them all.
I look at girls who are younger, thinner, mature,
and wise.
I remember being that age and how I needed someone
to take care of me.
I do that now for myself.
Holding me in my own arms because I know myself better
than anyone else.
I dance in the moonlight alone and I don't beg for a guy like I used to.
I'm secure, I'm grateful, I'm mature,
I have changed.
I'm not rude, I'm not stupid,
I was but am not,
Inferior.