Right Mindset
I wake up,
I look in the mirror
and I see this beautiful girl
staring back at me.
I look at my waist,
my belly,
my thighs,
twice the size of my friends
who brag about not eating at lunch
but I don't blame them
I blame everyone else
I blame the boys who tell me
I'm nothing compared to them
but tell them they are worthless too
I look at her and I wish I could hate myself again
but I can't
I have worked so hard to love myself
so hard to stitch up these wounds
she never meant to make
I have tended to so much heartbreak
over myself
I have grown to love what holds my soul
together somehow.
I love myself for
more than my size
I love myself
for my size
I can grow to show others
so much love now
more than I ever though possible.
I have somehow
finally achieved
the right mindset.
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