since i was young
i've been told many things
that i was pretty and tall
then that i could model one day
my skinniness was my luck at work
soon i was told otherwise
that i was too flat
i was a stick
i was unloveable
even my friends betrayed me
and called me anorexic
i then ate to gain weight
so my body would be enjoyable
not for me
but for them
but when i gained ten pounds
then twenty
then thirty
i was and still felt unloveable
nobody would love me
if i wasn't skinny
if i wasn't a stick that walked
and so instead of eating
in order to gain weight
i stopped eating
to do the opposite
a never ending cycle
of changing myself
altering and hating my body
for people that didn't care
and would never
but at the very least
i am glad my friend
can no longer be called a liar
-lana jane
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fly away poetry
Poetrya collection of self-written poetry for: those in pain those shamed because of who they love the people whose bodies have been taken from them the outcasts those that have had their mirrors become their own hell the unrequited lovers the people who...
