Age 15

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Finally here I am,
Here at age 15,
And here at age 15,
I learned a wonderful thing.

At the height I am,
And the weight I am,
I'm finally underweight!
I'm finally too small!

How excited I am,
To see the news,
Shown upon my screen,
That I am underweight.

People around me,
Cannot see,
What good news this may be,
"You must eat."
They say,
But I will carry on.

I shall stay this way,
Until I believe,
That enough is enough.

When that will be,
I just cannot tell.
For I am overjoyed,
That I'm actually too small.

"Don't brag" Aidun says,
And I'm trying not to beam.
My happy secret,
Must remain,
Twisted in this poem.

For people will be angry,
When they hear I'm underweight. 

Why would people hate me,
For me being the way I am?
Is there anything wrong,
For being who I am?

23/12/14

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