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Pockets

I never thought this day would come,
Where I opened my eyes,
Saw my body and felt love.

I was in a very dark place,
I couldn't look at my body,
And not feel hate,
I was drowning.

I was drowning because I wasn't good enough,
In my lifetime I'd never given my body love,
I poked and prodded,
But alas,
I still wasn't ever good enough.

My body was my home, My soul.
I let society eat me alive,
Based on a scale number,
Or my fucking dress size.
I was empty when I was most alive.

I let myself fall into hell,
When all I had to do was look,
And fall under my body's spell.
Alas,
I was finally in love.