“You’re so fat!” my mind yells,
As I look at the reflection staring right back at me when I look at the mirror.
“You’re nowhere as slim as they are,” my minds taunts me,
As my eyes wander off to the beautiful girls around me.
“Stop eating!” My mind warns me,
As I bring another spoon of my favourite dish closer to my mouth.
Something I once loved doing
Has now resulted in it becoming
Something that I hate.
I’m probably the only one who pays attention to the nitty gritty details of my body.
I don’t want this to happen.
My mind tells me everything opposite of what it does now.
I hope that one day,
I’ll be satisfied with who and what I am.