I know you didn't mean too,
I know that it doesn't matter what I think or feel,
but with you guys talking about dancing and your perfect physiques,
it just drove me over the edge.
I'd always know that I would never fit in, but this made it concrete.
You, are slender, strong, beautiful and charismatic.
You know it too.
But what you don't know, is how cold I become inside when I'm around you,
how tears prick my eyes,
sometimes,
when you speak.
When ever I see someone dancing, something much of the same happens,
something breaks inside.
It's like living in a sweet shop, and only being able to eat sprouts.
I hate it.
living on this side of the glass.
The side where the clumsy, ugly, slow and fat dwell.
There are even moments where I think I hate YOU.
But I could never hate you,
how could anyone, really?
After all, you guys are really,
more than,
perfect.
I know that it doesn't matter what I think or feel,
but with you guys talking about dancing and your perfect physiques,
it just drove me over the edge.
I'd always know that I would never fit in, but this made it concrete.
You, are slender, strong, beautiful and charismatic.
You know it too.
But what you don't know, is how cold I become inside when I'm around you,
how tears prick my eyes,
sometimes,
when you speak.
When ever I see someone dancing, something much of the same happens,
something breaks inside.
It's like living in a sweet shop, and only being able to eat sprouts.
I hate it.
living on this side of the glass.
The side where the clumsy, ugly, slow and fat dwell.
There are even moments where I think I hate YOU.
But I could never hate you,
how could anyone, really?
After all, you guys are really,
more than,
perfect.
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