Just a quick on the spot poem
“This is me saying sorry
To those Ive judged on first glance
A sweet conversation filled with pangs of guilit
I tire of hating you because your skinnier, prettier than me
To me you have it all and that’s a foolish assumption
You cry yourself to sleep like me
When the world feels like its crashing around you.
Your hearts been broken just like mine
We have more in common than we wish to admit”
I just feel like if we stopped trying to be the skinniest the prettiest the smartest. I know for sure their would be a lot more creativity shining through today.
