Poem by Raisha Shrestha
I was 13,
Exploring yet enjoying
All the crazy emotions
Going within me
So, one fine day
I wanted to stay home,
Told every possible excuse
But it all came out negative
Nor there were two math classes
Nor two science classes
And even I had done all my homework
So, why was that day special?
That day was checkup day
Of height and weight.
I wish I could get
The “Mister India” bracelet
That was the first time
I felt embarrassed of myself
And who I was
Which probably wouldn’t be the last
After these days,
Things started,
Kept on going
Fighting with myself
Trying, falling down
Then standing up again
Didn’t feel good
Insecurities won the battle
With confidence
And broke me down
Looking at my body
In the mirror
Up and down
Up and down for hours
Searching for just one good thing.
I found nothing,
But felt like
A fat, disgusting waste of space
I tried managing weight
And I sucked at it
And I still do
But today,
I find that 13 year old me
Silly and irrelevant
Because I have realized
That I am destined
To be something more
To be that girl who loves herself
To be that girl who lives her life
To be that girl who is proud
Of who she is.
To be that girl who knows
Beauty doesn’t lie in only skinny bodies
But also lies in curves
That girl who knows what she wants
And fights for until it’s hers
That girl who has insecurities
But at the end of the day
Say “whatever”
Because she knows who runs the world.
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