The glare from another's eye
Seeps into my back
Though I'm just a little girl
I know hate as well as anyone else

Everyday the jeering goes on
The comments don't stop,
I go home and throw things
In anger I don't know what to do with.

The doctors say I'm underweight
They fret and panic about --
I know I'm fine the way I am
Why can't they see that?

But it is no use,
I haven't gained an ounce.
My mother told them it wouldn't work
But then never listen,

A little girl hated
By her peers for physical appearance,
A thing she cannot help,
The venom of jealousy begins to flow.