perfection, isn't perfect .

skinny legs, bigger breasts
is all they want to see
tiny waists and thinner arms
the opposite of me
the pressure to be perfect
is slowly closing in
an utter suffocation
that doesn't seem to end
society is telling me
beautiful is thin
and if i choose to starve myself
perfections what i win
shoving somthing down my throat
will get me what i want
bring me closer to my goal
of a body i can flaunt
society is telling us
beauty is a prize
measured in the size of your breats.
in weight and clothing size
but let me tell you here and now
no good will come from that
its seems okayy at first
but then becomes a trap
a disease that clouds the mind
and belives what isnt true
belives your never good enough
no matter what you do.
there is one beauty that i know
its the greatest prize of all
its learning to accept yourself
imperfections, flaws and all
the beauty that really matters
lies in our hearts, our soul, our core.
because when you begin to love whats inside
you'll love whats outside even more.

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at this point,
your probly thinking " wow, shes a good writer "
but no.
i'm not that great lol.

this poem isnt mine.
the last thing i'd want to do is take credet for somthing that i didnt write .

sadly , i dont know whos it is.
its from some book in my library at school.

but i adore this;
its so true .
it bugs me when i go to school,
seeing all the young very skinny kids,
acuse theirselves of being fat .
i just wanan scream at them

and this is coming from a girl whos been the chubby one all her life.
but i've learnd to live with myself,
and love myself for who i am.
not for what people want me to be.

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so,
i'm not really feeling that good today.
i've been sick .

i started cooking class today,
it was fun.
although the food wasnt that great.
but hey, foods food right .

i'm probly gonna make this post short and sweet.
because i could use some sleep rigth about now.

but i'll be sue to try and make my next post more exciting.


simply starnge,
becca sharkey.