I see my lonely satellite I'm not in paradise Am I lovely too?
You like my arms You like my stomach But only when it has the muscle lines vertical and horizontal It doesn’t look like that now I have no one to impress I never look my best Is that enough for you? Am I lovely too?
My thighs spread out when I sit But I wear leggings under my jeans to make them fit That makes me pretty, doesn’t it?
My knees have this ugly indent My shoulders stab when I hug My stegosaurus spinal cord could cut glass I’ve used it to cut my mirror in half Your mirror is perfectly shaped It's perfect because it shows you Am I lovely? Do you love me too?
I’m never the topic of one's thoughts A careless lady in competition with thots These red bubbles of insecurity try to escape from my face And everytime they try they just get bigger But so am I The doctor says it's a good thing I may be thin but I still cling To the idea of being like Maria- That woman is in paradise and it must be nice To have someone singing about how you’re lovely--
Please, tell me you love me The once tolerable parts of me are lost And that is the cost of loving beautiful things You don’t love yourself But I love you Am I lovely too? I’m falling into space She tells me its my safe place I see my lonely satellite Im in paradise when I think of you Do you love me? Am I lovely too?
this poem paraphrases lines from the song "falling into space" by Don DiLego