growing pains

growing pains... and so she grew, because that’s what we all do. she reminded herself that her body is her vessel. it does more than just exist for a compliment, for a boy, for a mirror or for a photo. she told herself that her size, and the tightness of her clothes were not indicators of failure. the fullness of her belly, would never determine her worth she found comfort in words like these. yet she never, not once had to self assure when her pants hung loose or her stomach yearned for food, when her waist curved inwards rather than out not once, not ever.