Not The Mirror

Not The Mirror


Two scales I need,
to weigh myself.
Unspeakable heavy,
I am.
Like a human elephant,
I am.
Burdened,
by my weight.


I dislike fat people,
as much as you.
So how do I live,
when I deny myself?
Because alive I am,
with my family at home,
and at the World's Wide Web.


I'm not even afraid,
to meet people outside.
I face them,
open and free.
So how do I do that,
when I hate my weight?


The only way,
is to ignore it.
Be only me,
soul without body.


Not the mirror.


Never the mirror,
even my face I can't see.
Simply avoiding,
the shame about me.

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