I met a girl at a party
She seemed nice
A few times she said she was starving
There was a full display
Of healthy foods to eat
She said she could not indulge
I think of her for a moment now
She was so thin...to me
I ate some of the delicious food
Despite her personal starvation plea
Later, I spoke to a guy
Who seems to appreciate thinness
Over my ample thighs
I wish I could starve myself
Like other girls
But, of course,
My goals are to keep my health
So I can't justify the starvation mentality
And I won't buy into the lies
Although, I did in high school
And being thin and perfect
Almost damaged my body image and throat
Yes, I have been thinner
Most of my life, naturally
Cutting back when I see the need
But I was always hoping
My husband would help me
And we would work out together
When I become his wife
I just can't do it
Be perfect
Or?
Starve myself
You see
For inside my imperfect body
I love the real me!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem