My struggle with my breasts

All my life I have competed with my breasts for attention.
People don't notice me because of my fatty distraction.
Whenever they talk to me their eyes are fixed on my breast.
I can see in their eyes feelings like anxiety, shyness, and lust.
My assets win every time against my moody behavior.
My rude remarks often found my fluffy pair as their savior.
I may witness politeness but sometimes it is too much.
My spongy balls face constant stares and even unwanted touch.
Other women feel jealous in places like Gym, spa.
Because of my boobs, I have to be mindful while shopping for bra.
Red marks of bra straps and stiffness of curvy back
After every night's sleep are other problems with Milk sac.
Neither my heavy melons would let me have any fun
In water parks nor I can wish to enjoy a care-free run.
I get so many favors because of my huge gems
But they are accompanied with a set of unique problems.