Truth by MwsR
If I looked better than I do now
The world would still let me drown.
If I made lots of friends not foes
The True friends would be all I know.
If I lived in a nice place
It couldn’t change what’s not erased.
If time stayed still for me
The heartache would still be.
If my waist was fit and trim
I’d still see through this person created film.
It does matter what we think is enough
It’s not what the world thinks and all their stuff.
To be true to who you are
Will eventually recover every scar.
Let yourself be happy
It’s a poem about realism and isn’t happy.