stretch marks and rippled skin,
everything I hate right below my chin.
my thighs are too big and my stomach isn't flat,
my chest is not like how they are in movies, and I feel too fat.
I hide my body with clothes and deep breaths,
I continue to eat unhealthy because of the stress.
workouts barely do anything but keep me in pain,
being myself is a constant strain .
I wish I could say that I love myself, but that's just not true,
when I see a mirror, I hide my view.
my Instagram is what I hide behind,
all of my beauty is only ever posted online.
filters and face-tune hide the truth,
just so others can be impressed by my youth,
I wish I was beautiful,
I wish I was pretty,
I wish I was perfect and my body was skinny.
I wish my stomach didn't hurt from sucking in,
I wish I didn't always have to use makeup to hide my real skin.
I wish I was like her, she's always so happy,
I wish I wasn't me, I wish It so badly...
please come true, I want to change,
I wish it was something I could arrange.
filters and facetune just isn't enough these days....
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Give Me A Reason
PoetryThis is a book of poetry, I think all teens can relate to the messages inside, its poems about heartbreak, freedom, love, lust, happiness and more. Let me know if you enjoy :)