Curves

I genuinely love all of the curves of my body Even the ones I used to look at and cry Now I see myself and I love every inch Forget the days of asking “Why?” My face is full, round and rosy I have rolls on my arms and cascading down my side My ample belly jiggles and sways I know my bounty is nothing to hide We live in a world starving for perfection People see me and think I am a freak I’d rather be abnormal than ignorant and intolerant I refuse to be dejected and meek You won’t hear any apologies from me Not for being who I am You say whatever you want to say I really don’t give a damn Feel free to harbor malice towards me for being different If you think that will make you feel better about your own inadequacies Hope you get to feeling better soon Because hatred is a disease I’m making the best of life, curves and all I am happy with the body God gave me Shove your idealism where the sun doesn’t shine God is the only one who can save me