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As kids,We chose the penniesOver the dimes.We associated size with value. We didn't know that dimes are worth ten times as pennies. We thoughtIt's bigger It's worth more.As kids,
A man. Standing tall with his head held high, to bad there's no gap between his thighs. A man. With eyes that only see the future, if only the world could see his tummy tuck suture.
My shadow's a Sequoyah, so tall and big, But I'm just a twig. It's branches extend, While mine just bend. Trunk kept erect by skinny roots, Body kept standing by fragile shoots. It's glory undaunted,
I am not three letters my whole existance is not bound by the skin that is covering my soul by the body that is less than simply because I am larger than you they try to place scars
When it comes to my size, people assume things "I don't exercise, I eat too much, I eat poorly, I don't care what people think" Well that is damn wrong.
Who are you to judge the shape or size? Who are you to laugh at someones insecurites? Who are you? You are nothing. Imagine if that were you. How would you feel?