Skinny

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Skinny

Skinny girls
are all i see
and i always think:
i hate me

I hate my legs
so gross and thick
I smile pretty
but it's a trick

Behind doors
i shed the lies
showing instead
what i harbor inside

A broken heart
A poisoned soul
A hateful self
who's on a roll.

By: Liz Prosser 

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When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

Lizziewriter27’s Poems (59)

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Closing Night 2
Destiny? 0
First Part of Melody "Unseen" 1
At My Weakest 1
My Thoughts 0
A Writer Is There Own Worst Critic 1
Advice To A Child 0
A Painful Fate 0
Humanity 1
A Confused Heart 2
Greater Things 1
Happiness 1
Dont Leave Me 0
Not So Old Habits 0
In My Mind 0
Runner-up 0
Skinny 0
Justice 0
Depression Hurts 1
Painful Memories 0
Oregon's Lovely Gloom 0
Last Year 0
Missing 0
Invisible 1
Love 0
TUG OF WAR 0
Not Knowing 0
Fate 1
Pointless 1
Lost cause 1
In The Balance 1
Random 0
Unable 1
Finally, maybe... 1
Just People 1
SEVER 0
ASHES 1
For Me 0
Why? 0
EXPLAIN 2
No Me 1
Can you still 0
Let me be 0
Mirror To Nowhere 0
Perfect 0
WATCHING 0
Lost 0
HYPOCRITSY 0
Tension 0
Wonder 1
Release 0
Pain 0
Empty 1
Tehe 2
I love you 2
Texting 0
Writing 0
Silence 2
Crackling Energy 0