This body I inhabit
It's seen 19 years worth of wear and tear
Mostly tear
I tell myself that this skin covering me
Is beautiful
A protector of my being
But I do not love it
I don't love this body I live in
That I breathe in
It's made me feel insecure
Afraid of my innards
Forced me to cover it
I do not love my stomach
Or my thighs
With their unappealing size
I do not love my arms
Or my ankles
With a little too much extra
And I do not love my skin
A road map of acne scars and
Fresh stress breakouts
I no longer want the body I was given
I don't want this thing I live in
Give me something I love
Nov 12, 2017
Nov 12, 2017 at 11:33 PM UTC
This body I inhabit
It's seen 19 years worth of wear and tear
Mostly tear
I tell myself that this skin covering me
Is beautiful
A protector of my being
But I do not love it
I don't love this body I live in
That I breathe in
It's made me feel insecure
Afraid of my innards
Forced me to cover it
I do not love my stomach
Or my thighs
With their unappealing size
I do not love my arms
Or my ankles
With a little too much extra
And I do not love my skin
A road map of acne scars and
Fresh stress breakouts
I no longer want the body I was given
I don't want this thing I live in
Give me something I love
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