Body Dysmorphia
When you don't feel comfortable in your own skin
Sometimes I feel like my body isn't mine
Like I'm waiting in line for a future me to arrive
One day my hair will frame my face, and my muscles will carry my pride
A few more days, weeks or months, I'll find my rhythm
I'll update my wardrobe and gain some much-needed weight
My skin will clear, and I'll trim my beard
I'll look and feel like the man inside
I won't cringe at my photo or avoid eye contact with the mirror
I won't compare myself to the movies, magazines or social media
But until that day, I'm stuck in limbo, waiting for my body to change
Sometimes I skip forward to that day, but it never seems to stay
One day I'll realise it's not my body but my self-conscious mind that needs to change
About the Creator
Simon George
I write poetry, fiction, and non-fiction. In 2021, I published my debut book "The Truth Behind The Smile" a self-help guide for your mental health based on my personal experience with depression. Go check it out.
IG: @AuthorSimonGeorge
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