Dear Body
Dear body,
I write this to you because I think this might be the last time I could ever let you know what i feel like. I write this to you, because I know you. I am you.
When you cry like a baby without making a sound and rinse the tears off before stepping out loud, nobody knows and voices their concerns because your bones aren’t broken and your skin looks tough. I know you’re breaking because I beat within you, your fragile little heart.
I hear the snarky comments passed on the hallways and the judgement choking you, suffocating your breath.
I know you try really hard to be like them all, abiding by the beauty standards of the world, and you have no idea where it all goes wrong.
The diva girl gang you wish you could be a part of, but know you don’t stand a chance when they step on you making you trip and fall.
I know you feel like you don’t belong here, like you’ll never be enough.
But hear this advice from your fragile little heart.
When beauty shreds as the years catch up, when layers peel off, your diamond soul shines bright through, but you need to know most aren’t worth it all.
And the few who do, will come along in this beautiful journey for you to love.
The shield you hold as armour,
The lies you convince yourself to believe,
Will all vanish into thin air
When those warm arms embrace you for just the kind human you are.
The warmth that radiates when you smile to heal another hurting soul,
The courage within you that rises up again after every fall,
When you stay when everyone else is gone,
They’ll know the purity of your heart.
//All I mean to say is, don’t change.
Copyright © Khushi Puthran | Year Posted 2019
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