My body- No mould for plastic
Black is the color painted on my skin I can't starve anymore to look thin Efforts by Fair & Lovely are all in vain My self esteem continues to wane Photoshop too refuses to embrace me Disgusted me, wants to flee Pimples being the cherry on my cake Plastic surgeries make me look so fake Haunting me are the colossal numbers on my weighing scale Shouting out aloud narrating my ugly tale Stretch marks adorn my body Being obese is the only notion I embody Then came my Prince Charming To lead me to the path of right Keeping my flaws out of sight Thereafter, reflections cast by my mirror seemed...