Walking talking depression
Who's too big around the waist
Saying you're messed up
But what I'll never understand
Is how you think that you're 
Not good enough.
You want to be thinner
But you're skinnier than me
You probably think weight
Makes you ugly
But even if you were fat
You're beautiful to me.
I never ask for help 
To save me from myself
But I reach out to others
To do for them just what
I wish someone did for me
So it makes me sad
That I can't help you
As far as I'm aware
But still I write this poem
To show you how much 
I care.
This poem is about: 
My community
Our world


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