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Utterly
by Alison McKenzieThough my form looms larger than most,
I am really only so much on the inside,
My flesh merely a symbolic façade
To make you think
There is something of substance here,
When the truth is,
I cower on the inside
Behind this wall of fat and skin,
Hoping you wont ever discover
How pitiful I really am.
08/26/2008
Author's Note: Trying to get to the bottom of the things inside myself.
Posted on 08/26/2008
Copyright © 2025 Alison McKenzie
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Joe Cramer on 08/26/08 at 10:21 PM ... so poignant... my girth is my dirth..... |
| Posted by Meghan Helmich on 08/27/08 at 07:54 PM ironic. i so desperately want people to see that small girl inside. i'm so tired of looking at this exterior. |
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