Posted a new picture online
I posed with a pretty smile
Added a hot insta caption
Felt a bit high for some time
Had reactions here and there
Both on IG and on Snap
Thought I looked real pretty
Till someone called me fat
At first, I waved it off my mind
But like a silent haunting ghost
It crept and rested in my heart
I checked myself out in the mirror
“Am I really fat?”
I started looking for the areas
Where I could have had some fat
I didn’t see that pretty smile anymore
I didn’t see that smooth complexion
All I saw was a fat sad girl
And so, I took some measures
Worked out, dieted
Tried on baggy clothes
But like a stubborn bell,
It kept ringing loud
That someone called me fat
It took a while to realize
That it all in my head
Suffered an eating disorder
To please the internet?
I can’t be perfect you see
But I can be real
I’ll stuff my face with junk
Coz that’s just being me
I can’t be someone who I’m not
And fat is who I am
Of course I’m fat
And I don’t mind
I’ve got my smile
And I’ll take pictures with pride
© warrior queen, 2024
Poems by Dami 