You see the hate,
In the depth of
the eyes that smiles
when you talk, a smile of pure smite
You read the chats
about you and
you felt like you'd
always felt- weird;
You don't fit in
Perhaps it's your look-
A little makeup,
An extra forced smile,
But you're still a round
hole in a square peg
Perhaps it's your extra weight,
A little keto, and then
fit-fam, you're exhausted, not
only physically but
you're emotionally drained
Perhaps you need a boyfriend,
An extra smile his way, a
bit of flesh; you look too cheap .
Your glorious fantasies lasts
like bubbles you felt, a phase
Perhaps a little this, a bit of that, and you're finally gone; You look back and you can't even recognize whom you've become. Just relax, you're perfect as you are.
Be Yourself Always and
Trust in your efficiency
