Filled with emotion

my stomach is full of it, bread I use to think, until I looked deeper, it was hard to get there, through all the fat, yes I said it fat… I hide it well, sucking in and trying my hardest to appear thin, I’m not fat, that’s what they all tell me, but the weight in my mind causes wait on the sign, when I hold it high, with here I am alive and well, all that I am and nothing more or less, ha you can’t compare to me, I’m less insecurities and inches down on hate…

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