Size 15

Hi, my friends are size twos , I’m a fourteen I can’t fit into their shoes, not even if I squeeze in I blow my brain out in work outs Spend my nights far off from refrigerator lights Stock my dessert deserted cabinets with greens and fibres And to morning oats at break of dawn,I make a solemn oath To replace smiley pancakes with fruit salads And have birthday cake decorated with low fat icing , hazelnuts and disgusting bread fruits, yuck!. Skimming my way to a size thirteen Slimming my way into a perfect black dress But, what the hell? Life is like a burning candle Before the darkness overwhelms, I’ll sit right across that cooling box and pick for myself a midnight snack Cheers to that!, with a bar of chocolate Sweet sweet sweet It’s me, the chubby girl at size fifteen.