Skinny - Skinny

I love my body

We know that’s a lie

Because I can’t wear leggings

They show my big thighs

I don’t conform to societies rules

But it sure would be nice to look thin by the pool

“I’m tubby and proud,” I say out loud

But staring at my fat is not allowed

I’ll pull up my tights and wear baggy tops

And Google how many calories are in lollipops

They say be healthy, be happy, and I am neither

But I don’t want to munch salad either

My stomach is screaming for more than just leaves

Stuff me with chocolate and chips and cheese

The three dreaded c’s where the calories

Are in the triple digits

And satisfaction of scoffing is just so short

Even while munching there are those thoughts

That dread of looking down and seeing a dome of my skin

I’ll eat broccoli tomorrow, by next week I’ll be thin

And I know that everyone is beautiful

A bit of tub doesn’t matter at all

When I look at people I see their hope

Their happiness, their smiles, the way they cope

With loss and stress and illness and death and why do we obsess about being

Skinny

Arms and legs that you could snap

A slender neck, a stomach that’s flat

Give me a jawbone, make me feather light, slice off some thickness, melt my cellulite

Or make me a princess, a size-0 fairy

But that just can’t happen

Unless I give up dairy

Nothing tastes better than skinny feels

Tell that to my mouth as I greenify my meals

Maybe I’ll go for a run today

Or maybe I’ll eat ice-cream

‘Til I feel OK

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