In My Skin

My body was once an athlete, for so long now I’ve been pushing it away.

From the age of three it danced and moved, but I still never felt okay.

As my skin grew and changed, my mind stayed the same.

Sinking to new lows, my self love never came.

Embarrassed and confused… So many of us abused.

It’s jumped out of planes and trained over and over again.

It’s starved and craved and still felt the shame.

It’s experienced love and a lot of hate,

It’s been taken for granted and put through a state.

Mind and body disconnected, you don’t know how I’m affected.

Why can’t I learn to love you for what you do,

And not over analyse every aspect of your view.

I am woman after all, it’s impossible not to have self-doubt.

All I want is to see myself from the inside out.

So, why is it our fault that the women we see, is a version of femininity we are expected to be?

Keep fighting for the change and don't be afraid to grow, because in the end of time our true colours will show.