Fat
I look at myself
and cry
society tells me I am fat
and the scale does too
tiny people are everywhere
taunting me
jeering at me
and as I stand in front of the toilet
finger down my throat
I briefly imagine their faces as they see what they have done to me
The girl they labled fat.
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