In every moment,
There's a hint of disappointment
The way she walks, the way she talks
People are wisphering with their folks
Men say they want curves
And that is what she serves.
Bitches pester her away
They say she blocks their way
In silence, she cries.
She thinks she's paying the price.
With all the insults and mockery
Thought her existence is a sorcery
Why don't they just leave her in peace?
They keep on calling her obese.
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Rainbow Sky ( A Collection )
PoetryDrabbles and poems of thoughts of people living under the rainbow sky. (c) PurpleMindedGirl