She was born chubby
Little fat one, they said
She's so cute, rubbing her soft legs
Squeezing her tight
That fat baby
Became a little girl
All she wanted
Was to be big
A big girl
Big like her brother,
Big and strong
Slowly
She came to realise
The world around her
Didn't want that
They wanted her to stay small
And cute
And not take up too much space
They told her she was lovely
When she was slim
They looked the other way
When she wasn't
Or they looked through her
Or called her names
They taught her
That the more of her existing
The less she was worth
And When there was less of her
They told her how good she looked
Eventually she believed them
But she still wanted
To be big
To be strong
So she hid herself away
In a body made with
Bacon and bread and wine and laziness
She knew, that deep inside
were cheekbones and kindness and a desirable woman
She knew
Who was in there
If they wanted to find her
She was in there
A big, strong, kind one.
