Who Are You? Poem by Samanthia Moore

Who are you to tell me that i can't be me.
Just because in not a size 2.
Well neither are you.
Do a lil this.
And a lil that.
And you're supposed to be all that.
Watch who you're talking to. Now that's a matter of fact.
Just because im not you does'nt mean i can't hang in your crew.
So, who are you?
Who are you tell me that i can't be me.
Just because i choose not to wear push-ups.
Oh honey, I have enough.
And these are real. What are your's?
So you think your cool with the new shoes.
It don't matter cause im still better than you.
All that make-up.
A little this, a little that.
And you still think you're all that.
hmp.
That's not a fact.
Eat this eat that. You say im fat.
That i am...PHAT sweetie.
Now that's a fact.
Big and beautiful.
And yes i am all that and proud.
A volumptous woman.
Im proud of that.
I dont need your this, or that.
Because im beautiful without it.
I dont need the make-up.
Push-ups.
Tights. and other things. to make me.
Because im good with all my things.
A size 22, Real 42 D...oh yea and proud to be.
Curvey is where its at.
My Heart is pure as gold.
You still think your hot.
Well, let me tell you honey your cold as coal.

Who are you to tell me that i can't be me.
Your cruel and mean.
Others may find it hard to believe.
I dispise your kind.
So ill be polite and leave you.
Go ahead and cry.
Cause i will forever be me.
Big.
Beautiful.
Woman.