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I am not your model for the gram

Or that spokesperson “size 2, I am”

However…” I’m a woman.”

Worldly misplaced 

Disqualified for measurements that lay within my waist

Just because I lacked a little â€œdiscipline” in taste 

Kept me asking "Dear Lord.."

Why didn't you bless me with a "good" shape?

Scrutinized

For the lack of slant within both eyes 

Chastised 

For not never being the "right" size 

Criticized 

Because I was cursed with more love between these thighs

Sighs…

“....But... I'm a woman.”

Fruitfully flawed and picked apart 

Placed on society's canvas 

Yet, I was no art

Always scratched at the surface 

But never met at the heart 

Kept me insecurely fed 

And confidently starved...

“But… “

“But… I’m. A. Woman.”