Better

Through everything I do,

My low self-esteem stays near.

"She's fat" "She's unhealthy"

That's all I ever hear.

I can't wear my volleyball jersey,

Without my rolls shining through.

I can't wear the clothes I wish to,

Because I won't look "cute."

I try to eat healthily,

I try to stay away from the junk food

But I fail each time

And each time the people are more and more rude.

I can't wear shorts in the summer,

Without people staring at my legs,

And even though I'm not even that chubby,

Each night to God I plead and beg.

I wish I was skinny

I wish I wasn't fat

I have to make that change myself

But I don't think I can do that.

I'll continue to try

I'll continue to work

I know I'll get through this,

Even if the hurtful comments lurk.

One day I'll be healthy,

With the body I want,

I'll love myself,

Even if others do not.

For now, I'll just work

And focus on me

I'll better myself.

Stick around, you'll see.