Body Image

• Emily Rodgers, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2022

Every day I go to school,
afraid to think of what they might say.
To me I look like an elephant.
To my friends I look like who I’m meant to be.
I wish that’s how I could think of me.
Every day it’s the same,
barely any food, starving all day.
I say to myself, “I wish I was like everyone else.”
My friends see my bones,
but I see fat, not pretty and ugly,
I try to overcome this but it’s just too much.
My family and friends try to help me,
but there’s just something missing from my field of heart.
It might be a word, or a feeling, maybe even a friend.
I can feel it in my body that’s sinking of shame, it’s just one little thing,
But I just don’t know what it might be.