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You're the next contestant Of this game called body image So tell us dear, What's your personal scrimmage? It all started with a noise A not so silent rumble Always asked if I was hungry In reply, I'd just grumble I did not know at the age of 12 Back in 7th grade The rumble stopped all my growth Regardless of how I prayed Added to the chorus Was the symphony of 'the runs' Which really just meant I'd need the bathroom tons The next 5 years of school Were often a bit tricky But I finally made it through Moving rather briskly I worked happily for two years Without much complaint Until I dropped to my knees From a pain that made me faint Or at least I wish it had. Crumpled on the floor During a high end dinner I knew i'd need a doctor Poked and prodded A litany of tests Crohn's disease Is what he did suggest The next 9 years were hell Side effects from 19 pills a day Did nothing but make it worse So I told my doc I won't play I could not keep food down I lost all of my teeth Malabsorption for the win What else lies beneath? For years this went on No matter time of day Always making others comment On how much I must weigh Daintily touching my wrist With looks of sympathetic envy "I'd **** to be that skinny!" Always sent me to a frenzy Yes, yes, lucky me I have an incurable disease That makes me look as though I was starved by the nazis I say all this Not to make you sad It's just a story of how Pain became my comrade I am determined to a fault It kept messing with my head So I changed my perspective And choose happiness instead For as much pain I've suffered There is also lots of growth Patience, love, and compassion Are now my solemn oath My form may betray me But it no longer has a hold Once I learned to embraced it My beauty did unfold It's not about what's out But rather what's inside And once you realize this You will find your stride
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Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 12:52 PM UTC
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You're the next contestant Of this game called body image So tell us dear, What's your personal scrimmage? It all started with a noise A not so silent rumble Always asked if I was hungry In reply, I'd just grumble I did not know at the age of 12 Back in 7th grade The rumble stopped all my growth Regardless of how I prayed Added to the chorus Was the symphony of 'the runs' Which really just meant I'd need the bathroom tons The next 5 years of school Were often a bit tricky But I finally made it through Moving rather briskly I worked happily for two years Without much complaint Until I dropped to my knees From a pain that made me faint Or at least I wish it had. Crumpled on the floor During a high end dinner I knew i'd need a doctor Poked and prodded A litany of tests Crohn's disease Is what he did suggest The next 9 years were hell Side effects from 19 pills a day Did nothing but make it worse So I told my doc I won't play I could not keep food down I lost all of my teeth Malabsorption for the win What else lies beneath? For years this went on No matter time of day Always making others comment On how much I must weigh Daintily touching my wrist With looks of sympathetic envy "I'd **** to be that skinny!" Always sent me to a frenzy Yes, yes, lucky me I have an incurable disease That makes me look as though I was starved by the nazis I say all this Not to make you sad It's just a story of how Pain became my comrade I am determined to a fault It kept messing with my head So I changed my perspective And choose happiness instead For as much pain I've suffered There is also lots of growth Patience, love, and compassion Are now my solemn oath My form may betray me But it no longer has a hold Once I learned to embraced it My beauty did unfold It's not about what's out But rather what's inside And once you realize this You will find your stride
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