The Mirror

When I look in the mirror,

I hate myself.

I cannot find one small thing

that I enjoy about myself.

I do what I can

to change that

but nothing is never enough.

I’m starting to see why

models starve themselves

just to like what they see.

Maybe not such a bad idea.

 

 

They Don’t See

When people look at me, they just see my stretch marks.

They don’t see the 5 lives I’ve saved.

They don’t see me giving back to the community.

They don’t see me teaching young children to read.

 

When people look at me, all they see is my weight.

They don’t see my athletic career.

They don’t see my honors diploma.

They don’t see my kindness.

 

When people look at me, they just see my obesity.

They don’t see me volunteering with dogs.

They don’t see me working 3 jobs.

They don’t see who I really am

And that’s a true shame.