F That.

 

Boys have always been cruel

Their eyes raked over my body

Filled with judgment, not drool

 

I was always a little bigger

A little taller than other girls

That made me want to shrink

And make myself small and miniscule

 

When your young

Your beauty is all you are

God forbid you have stretchmarks

Or visible acne scars

 

It makes you not value

The uniqueness that you have

Forces you to evaluate

Your good attributes, and bad

 

F**K.THAT.