I’ve begun to use the bathroom with the light closed
Assuring my eyes don’t get a quick glance
Each day it gets worse
I tell myself things I could never tell another
I put on a smile and keep my head up
Others can’t know it’s severity
They wouldn’t understand anyway
Only now I realize how bad it’s become
Every girl I pass “I wish my thighs were like hers,” says the voice inside my head.
Get out
I want the love I had for myself
Now I pick up my shirt in front of the mirror every morning
Maybe today I’ll love myself a little more
The same voice as the day before
Telling me things I don’t want to hear anymore
Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 9:47 PM UTC
I’ve begun to use the bathroom with the light closed
Assuring my eyes don’t get a quick glance
Each day it gets worse
I tell myself things I could never tell another
I put on a smile and keep my head up
Others can’t know it’s severity
They wouldn’t understand anyway
Only now I realize how bad it’s become
Every girl I pass “I wish my thighs were like hers,” says the voice inside my head.
Get out
I want the love I had for myself
Now I pick up my shirt in front of the mirror every morning
Maybe today I’ll love myself a little more
The same voice as the day before
Telling me things I don’t want to hear anymore