Little Fat Voice

8 Nov

Behind the realms of logic
and the voice of strength deep inside,
dwells a separate entity controlling me.

A little fat voice whispers to me,
I should not love myself.
I deserve no praise,
no acceptance, no joy.
I belong to the wrappers,
the drive-thru, the large-sized.
I am composed of emotions
stifled with cake, ranch sauce, and soda.

But I will make that little fat voice
shrink and fade away for good.
I will believe in myself
and push myself to be something more.
I will become running shoes, vitamins,
clean eating, and sports bras.
I will be composed of mileage ran,
reps on the squat rack, and muscles.

The little fat voice will no longer define me.


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