summer '19
I wasn't always shining
Summer '19 was when I cracked
The comments, stares
I felt power, but I wasn't done.
I said only 300 calories a day,
then I'd be happy.
I couldn't stand, stay awake
the only the that mattered was the number on that blue scale.
I can't be fixed, but I can be helped.
This poem is about:
Me