Don't Try Too Hard
Days seem like ages
when minutes turn into hours.
How long this stage is,
only decisions will tell.
Lost in the world
and waiting for the pages
of Life's book to reveal
what a troubled future beholds.
Binging in closets;
starving yourself
and withering away into air.
Your mind is elsewhere.
People aren't there
to help you
when they don't know
what you're going through.
Airbrushed expectations,
photo-shopped alterations
only make expectations
impossible to achieve.
Don't try too hard
to mold yourself
into someone you're not.
Be content with your health
and not what you look like.
Be content with yourself.
Embrace your curves
and reject hurtful words.
Soon you will begin to
learn to love yourself
for who you are
and not what size you wear.
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