You

You see me but

Do you really see me?

You criticize and chastise me

All because my characteristics

Are not characterised

As your type of beauty,

You bully me

About my full figure constantly

All because you’ve been abused

SELF CONCIOUSLY ………..

You hurt me because it makes you feel worthy,

Not seeing it’ll just make you feel dirty

 But bullying is like blood

It’ll make the pain fade

But won’t it stay in the long run

Your minds at a stand still

No it always on the run

Self-consciously the guilt is

 Holding you hostage somewhat like a gun

I understand why you do it you feel unloved,

But why is it that I’m at the mercy of your,

Unstable power run.