I woke up one morning with a big giggle,
Heart was fresh and clean, until my legs led me to an unknown site
Where my slim body was the main gist in people's mouth,
Eyes became red as I swim in the pool of depression.

Insecurities, it baths my body with uncertainty and lack of confidence,
My beautiful body has now become a nightmare to my very own self.
Ooops, I wish I could add flesh to have a chubby body shape,
I wish this body of mine could be someone's favorite.

Bleeding from inside, fake smiles and confidence take over like smoke in ghettos,
Leaving me to blame myself for having this structure the world does not recognize.
I'm numb, my body is stiff like a child who has died in his mom's arms.

Maybe I'm the cause of this, maybe being insecure is the oxygen that I inhale,
Or maybe the world is just a hypocrite, causing me to feel depressed without being stressed.
Maybe my body is someone's favorite and someone nightmare, or maybe I'm just insecure


© Lyrical J