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My Body


They all keep laughing and staring at me 
“This is my fault”
I tell this too myself as I look in the mirror  and as I say it my eyes start to water and then before I know it I'm in the corner of the bathroom crying 
Wishing I could stop eating , wishing I could lose weight . 
And if I don't everyone will keep judging me for what I wear or how I look 
My parents tell me it's easy but they don't go through what I do 
Because it not easy 
But you know what 
My body is my body and is should be able to accept myself for who I am
Others shouldn't care 
So if I Want to where a crop top 
Or shorts leave me be I'm a human too
My body is a masterpiece and I should be accepting of who I am 
This is… MY BODY 
 
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