I must be wearing a neon green sign, the way people stare, directly at my behind, "Work it Miss Thang!" some men say out loud, "Look at them hips swang" they yell in crowds. While others simply stare at me, and say I look repulsive, and assume my eating habits, must be compulsive, But I pretend I don't see them, I know I'm in charge, but mother says "diet men don't like their women large!" Even my friends say things like, "Girl you so big, just get yourself a salad, I'm so tired of watching,your poor eating habits." I can't go anywhere because of my insensitive fans, with cheap lines like, "Hey' I like a big woman" Did anyone think, these words may hurt? Because of my size, don't treat me like dirt, everyone stop nagging me, about my fitness, I'm buying myself a burger, so mind your own business! There are other things, that you should have on your mind, than you steadily watching, the size of my big behind!
Reason for writing:
Let's just say, I make Jennifer Lopez look like the coppertone baby.
Birth sign: Libra
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