Thin
Standing face to face
With the reflection in the mirror
All the years of hurt and pain
Come crashing through again

Wishing to be thin
And working hard as ever
Never seemed to work at all
And the hurt just went deeper

Watching men gawk and stare
At a girl that saunters by
Makes the need to ball up and hide
Feel that much more alive

Listening to the stereo
And believing in a song
"I am beautiful, in every single way"
Makes the world seem so much brighter

And a large size be okay


©2004 Veronica Veenstra
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