Once I had a function somewhere
And not a decent dress to wear
Looking in the mirror, I couldn’t bear
How gross I looked, like a bear.
I struggled to get into my jeans
But quit midway cursing my genes
I wish I had a figure to die for
And not a size of ten times four
Then one day a friend came by
To my insecurities, I said goodbye
She taught me life’s lesson
Of acceptance, my worry did lessen
In my favourite jeans, out on a date
I remember her words till date
How you look is a matter light
It shouldn’t steal your inner light.
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Feba Susan is a homemaker who loves to write whenever time permits. She loves good food and music. Honesty is the best policy has always been her motto.
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