When he says I’m not fat ,
but a bit overweight.
When I’m hot enough to ****,
but never to date.
When I am called brave for just wearing a dress,
But they say I’ll lose weight just after that stress.
Because I am called brave cause I dare to exist.
Because my fat hand can’t fit right around my fat wrist.
No matter what’s won
Theres just more to lose.
Never cry love, only sing blues
Cause fat, when in love, is the funniest sight
Reserved for comedians on a dark and late night.
Because I am a journey waiting to happen
Because I am not a person,
just a fat one.
When I’ve drawn out in sharpie where I’d take the scissors.
When In social settings I start to wither,
When somebody thin starts to talk about weight
My heart starts to race,
And reddens my face,
What if I am called out and called a disgrace.
Because if they are disgusting when they are size 8
Then what am I?
So Please,
allow me a moment to breathe,
Reset, internally scream.
Then smile back, polite as can be.
Because you refuse to understand what it’s like to be me.
