Big T-Shirt Poem by Lainey Pare Pare

Drowning out every curb forming my frame, providing comfort for my self-conscious brain, dissolving all scrutinizing definition across my waist,
All Depleting thoughts get erased, now I resent tiny tops, how every insecurity just pops, waste too thick, or how it sits on my hips,
stomach rolls when I sit,
for me too embarrassed to admit so I exam in my closet and hopes to capsize my dismay,
I hope for other girls they don't look at themselves this way