The Skinny Girl

By Mac Guerreiro

Society says she’s ideal,
She’s a skinny girl,
So she’s not allowed to feel ugly,
Her body must be seen as perfect in her own eyes,
Even when that’s the furthest thing from the truth in her mind,
It was easier when she was younger,
Less temptation,
More resilience,
Then she grew up,
Skinny turned to fit,
She thought she was done with It,
But one basket of fries and she’s back to being the vulnerable teenager that couldn’t complain,
Because if she did she’d trigger her friends’ pain,
“You don’t have the bodies we have, not at all”
“You’re so small”
Gaslighting at its best,
Because she felt fat,
Till this day she still can’t feel quite right,
Unless she’s been “good” and her abs look air-tight,
The judgement begins the moment she wakes,
Checking out her stomach before she even sees her face,
When will there be a sense of unconditional beauty?
That’s a question eye ask myself daily,
To add judgement to the judging is hardly the answer,
It’s simply repeating the past,
How do eye get the love for my body to last?

Published by Mystical Mac

Born in Brazil and raised in California eye am an artist better identified as a conscious creator and intuitive healer. My gift for storytelling in various forms as well as my keen perception into the metaphysical allows me to share my perspective in ways that eye hope are of help and use to those around me. Thank you for reading, listening and watching; it means the world to me.

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