“A Weighted Heart”

as I look in my closet
at what USED to fit
I’m tempted to feel
I’m not thin enough

disappointment rises up
discouragement sets in
a little despise of how I look

and then it dawns on me
why do I hold onto this part of the past
dangling in front of me like a carrot
reminding me of the size I was and the size I’m not

so I’ve decided to give away the old
too small
distant sizes
and love myself the weight I am
only leaving what fits me now in my view

if I end up losing weight
I’ll get more
if I don’t
I won’t

the pressure to be thinner
is unknown to some
but intense for others

airbrushing creates an impossible goal
and drowns out the sound of true beauty

the heart

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