when my body started changing,
i was asked to change with it.

my friend gave me concealer,
should be called "conceal-her"
why aren't boys asked to cover their face?

what's the point of a bra?
surely not my comfort,
the wire stabbed my ribs and
straps dug valleys in my shoulders

i was sent home to change
because the sight of my skin
was deemed ******

and when i was called fat?
i starved myself so that i would be wanted
and then they called me flat.

at what point can i just be myself?