Why am I like this?


Why do I look like this?

Why do I have this body shape?

Why am I not pretty like the girls on social media?

Why do people see me as a punching bag and not someone that’s valued?

Do I need a plastic filled face and butt to get any recognition? 

Am I what society tells you not to look like? 

How can I live an extraordinary life when I’m unsure if I should love myself?

why is this not spoken upon? 

This poem is about: 
Our world


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