Jul 2013
Food* my enemy,
Eating my weak point.
Children they crave,
fast food, snacks, sweets;
Sometimes...
So do I.
But I am no longer a child,
though no sooner a woman;
I don't like the term,
neither it's expectations.
Only the child possesses
Beauty in being chubby.
They call you charmant then;
But now they'd say you're lazy.
A woman has to be curvaceous;
But if you don't have the curves,
It's compulsory to be thinner.
Skinny** is your best friend.
Eating my weak point.
Children they crave,
fast food, snacks, sweets;
Sometimes...
So do I.
But I am no longer a child,
though no sooner a woman;
I don't like the term,
neither it's expectations.
Only the child possesses
Beauty in being chubby.
They call you charmant then;
But now they'd say you're lazy.
A woman has to be curvaceous;
But if you don't have the curves,
It's compulsory to be thinner.
Skinny** is your best friend.
