The Skin I’m In

A poem about my body image issues

Photo by Kristina Paukshtite on Pexels

The skin I’m in isn’t the skin I want

But it’s all I’ve got

And I’m not happy with what I’ve got

But not because I want a lot

But because I want less.

Life feels unfair when I’m not asking for much

And all I’m asking for is less.

Just let me shrink myself at whatever cost,

So I can find the girl I once was,

Find the girl I somehow lost.

But life has said no

And insists I must grow

And things cannot blossom without the sun

I must let the warmth kiss the skin I’m in

Then like the flowers, I’ll begin to bloom

And although I’ll grow and take up room

And it won’t be the less I asked for

I’ll become the more I need to be

So finally

Finally, I can find me.

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