You may think i look perfect
You may think i get everything
But lets take a look at reality
I am no where near haveing it all
I work on a farm morning till night
I workout everyday to be able to keep a fair fight
In school i work hard to keep up grades
Boys pressure and urge everyday
For something that wont happen, i wont give
I'm busy everyday, never a break during my shift
I feel myself gaining weight
My hair get thinner
I dont understand, why im getting bigger
I want to stay thin
I want to stay tall
Stress is makeing it hard, thats all
My parents say i'm okay
I know im not overweight
But its a hard thought
Its a hard pill to swollow
It is a hard thought
But i guess ill live past tomorrow
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