The Outtake

Started a diet described by myself

Eating once a day, didn’t go well

Body shaming a norm, an everyday song

Like they did with my self-esteem

Cutting it seemed the way to dream

No more sugar, no more birthday cake

Every step feeling like a earthquake

Stood by others but chose to forsake

Is my body an outtake?

It feels like a heartbreak

Keep hearing “your body is fine”

Your empty praise don’t sound legit

If I asked you to take it, you’d decline

So was your compliment counterfeit ?

I’m not ready to go out

Need time to know my next whereabout

Have to prepare mentally and physically

But people wanna eat and be done with it

Like I’m the ice-cream they gonna lick and bail like I once did

I’m lucky if someone looks my way now

Checking who’s next to me, it’s a know-how

Don’t want to be ungrateful for my body

When others have it tougher, I’m so sorry

And I could try, but can’t deny

Selfish inside, wanting to die

Your compliment’s just a line

Eager to fight me

No more sugar, no more birthday cake

Definitely a heartbreak

Ready to be the outtake

The scene they forsake