Wake up to a bloated face,
because it was midnight,
and you were not asleep.
Throw yourself
into a thankless job.
You are a good person.
Keep smiling, keep helping,
and in return, look,
you are a convenience,
eager to be liked,
so just laugh.
Laugh through gritted teeth,
your weight is the punchline.
Contemplate over lunch,
and feel your skirt
tighten around your waist.
A full belly feels like sin.
Every meal, an oxymoron.
When dozens of hairs fall out,
wash them down the drain,
so no one sees.
Bald spots don't matter
when no one sees you.
Good morning, beautiful.
Keep telling yourself that
every day.
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