By: Varsha V.
I first figured out that
Life’s a fight
The moment I stepped
Into this world
The moment I saw people being
Tormented
Terrorized
Tortured
Because of how they look
The number that the measuring tape reveals when it’s pulled around your waist
The layers of cosmetics applied onto your face
To look
Skinny and stunning
The magic words that have changed us since kindergarten
We think we have to squeeze ourselves
Into those standards,
Be what everyone expects out of us but
Who created those expectations?
We’ve hit rock bottom at the pool of originality.
Ugly. fat. hideous.
Where did these words come from?
Who forged negativity into them,
Those words that cause thousands of tears everyday.
We need to know that what seem to be our weaknesses are our greatest strengths
Stop pointing out the flaws
And embrace the beauty.
You glow with something that
no amount of miracle cream can give you.
Forget the mirror.
There’s no better you than who you are
And don’t let the bars of conjecture subdue you
For
Skinny stunning
Stunning and skinny
Are nothing but words