She saw, she fret and closed her eyes,
She wanted to be pretty, hoped for a miraculous disguise.
Teared up every time she was told to not eat more,
For their intolerance, her mental health paid a price.
Bullied in school and mocked,
Insensitive, as they pulled her down from all her highs.
Sobbing she often nestled in the dark,
Praying for that miraculous disguise!
She yearned to don the prettiest of the dresses,
But “Lose some weight first”, Oh! the advice.
Diets to workouts, she tried and tried,
All in vain, herself she started to despise.
She put her on starvation,
Believed all the weight loss lies.
Food was no longer a want or a need,
All she desired was a miraculous disguise!
Uncomfortable as she was, their stares so haunting,
“Not attractive”, they said for her bulky arms and thunder thighs.
Sidelined her mental health, for a few nasty comments,
“I’d date you if you lose weight”, one said as the prize.
Stopped looking at the mirror,
Her silence screamed louder than her outcries.
A chirpy bird was now caged by those,
Who compelled her to crave a miraculous disguise!
Years of trauma later, tired of hating herself,
She chose to believe that she was suffice.
Therapies got her to ignore the toxicity,
With a lot of forgetting, she was determined to rise.
Their words still pinch her from within,
She’s not bothered anymore about her size.
Now, a slow work in progress,
She doesn’t need a miraculous disguise.
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