Sometimes
I wonder why
I was stuck with this life
Where the extra weight
Is unavoidable
Where the stares
Turn away from me
Where I die a little inside
Everytime the scale tells me what I am
Which is all I am
Sometimes
I wonder why
I can't be pretty like the rest
Where they have high cheekbones
And big, long-lashed eyes
Where they have slight shoulders
And long, thin legs
Which is what I don't have
Sometimes
I wonder why
I have to feel this way
Where I'm not good enough for myself
And not in the leagues of others
Where I can't look in the mirror
And not see something missing
Which is my confidence
Sometimes
All the time