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Maddie Macleish Poem
My Perfect Me
5”3. 134 lbs. Slim. Blue eyes. Long healthy blonde hai-
This doesn’t feel right. While I am unhappy with myself and I do wish that I had all of those qualities, this poem would completely contradict my last. My last poem was about body positivity and empowerment while this one started off being about all the things I wish I could change about my body. My last poem stated that you have one body and you should love it and “fat” is only a descriptive word. So, let me try this again:
My Perfect Me: Revised
5”5. 210 lbs. Fat. Brown eyes. Short, unhealthy, untamed blonde hair.
And most importantly: beautiful.
-Maddie MacLeish
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Maddie Macleish Poem
anxiety
anxiety is a state of constant worry over things that you cannot control
anxiety is feeling like everyone is staring at you when you walk to class
anxiety is not being able to speak up when someone is talking about your favorite tv show, or worse, your friend
anxiety is not being able to get up in front of a group of people and sing when that’s your passion
anxiety is not being able to be the first person to enter a room when with a group of friends
anxiety is always feeling left out
anxiety is awful and draining
Anxiety sucks
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f**k you
for not letting me go out with my friends
for not letting me make the comment i'm dying to make when listening to someone's conversation
for not letting me do the things i want
for not letting me have the relationships i long for
for not letting me talk to people when i hear them talking about something i like
for not letting me live my damn life the way i wish to
f**k you
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Maddie Macleish Poem
Every 40 seconds, someone in the U.S dies by suicide. Almost 200 people die by suicide each day. Suicide is the 10th leading cause of death in the United States, 2nd among teenagers. Every year, 44, 193 people die by suicide each year, most of which are between the ages of 10-29. 494, 169 people are admitted to a hospital due to self-harm incidents.
Stop.
Stop the hate. Stop the bullying. Stop the stigma around mental illnesses. Stop brushing mental un-wellness off because it isn’t physical.
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Maddie Macleish Poem
The Letter I'll Never Send
Dear, *
I hate you. I hate the things that you do. I hate the way you think. I hate the way you talk. Too much and about stupid things that I don't care about. You're annoying. You're so irritating it makes me want to rip my hair out. I hate everything about you. I hate the way you talk about me. I hate the way you find it funny to upset me. I hate the way you make me feel about myself. I hate how you make me feel bad about myself. Worthless. Stupid. Unable to do anything right. Never good enough.
I hate you.
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i am not your cigarette.
you cannot come to me only when you need your fix
you cannot commit to me for moments at a time
you cannot use me when you have a craving and then throw me away
i am not your cigarette.
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you showed me love in my darkest hours
the best kind of love
beautiful love
stay up till 4 am with me, crying, love
asking me how i'm doing and being content with only tears as an answer, love
sitting on the floor talking me out of suicide, love
the love i've longed for my entire life
i love you
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Maddie Macleish Poem
today was better
we laughed
i cried
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Maddie Macleish Poem
you know how when your stomach hurts they tell you to eat bread or crackers to make it feel better?
i wish they made a food that made your heart feel better.
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Maddie Macleish Poem
Inspired by “Dinosaurs in The Hood” by Danez Smith.
Let’s make a movie. About a fat girl. But in this one, she isn’t bullied all her life and rises above it to become thin and successful later in life. Or an awareness movie where she commits suicide because the kids at school call her a whale. No, in this one she is brought up in a good home with a loving and supportive family. She has lots of friends who are amazing. She is always in a positive environment. Let’s make a movie about a fat girl who knows that she is fat but does not know the word fat in a negative form. She sees herself as fat but also as beautiful because that is all she has ever been told. Because that’s what she is: beautiful.
The word fat should not be used as an insult. It should not be used in a derogatory way. It should not be used to make girls’ self-worth vanish. It’s a description. You’re given one body: love it. No matter what it looks like: it is yours. For 18 years, it is the only thing that is yours. Love it.
-Maddie MacLeish
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