(written in 2010)
When I was young
I heard “words will never hurt me”
I believed you when you said it.
As I grew older
I grew sick of taunting words
“What’s wrong with you”
” You are so fat and ugly”
Maybe those closest to me
Thought it would help me get thick skin
But it didn’t.
It dug a hole.
So very deep, and NOTHING can fill it
These words they said
Those names they called
I hear them daily in my head.
I hate each mirror that I pass
Only looking long enough to fix my hair, or try to smile.
Tears in my eyes
Ashamed of who I have become.
I’ve listened and taken in all those words….
They are what I have become…..maybe….
Not yet. I can’t see anything but
Ugly in me.