Words

The mirror is no longer 

a friend, 

but a cold reminder 

of the body she doesn't have. 

Her hair is not 

perfect, 

her frame is not slender, 

she is not a size

0. 

The boys tease her 

not so small frame and 

the girls call her 

fat. 

Someone should tell her, 

size 6 is not fat, 

but no one does. 

The cookie she longs to eat,

sits on the table 

but still she resists, because of the 

taunts and laughs 

she still recalls. 

Undateable, unlovable 

because her jeans are too big. 

Anorexia and bulemia are old friends. 

Her parents worry she's 

getting to thin, 

but ignore the signs and the 

tears in her eyes. 

Her friends try to tell 

her, shes perfect 

the way God made her. 

The problem is 

she doesn't see it. 

She sees the layers of fat 

no one else does. 

She sees the imperfections that 

no one else does. 

She hears the words that no one 

else does. 

This is the result 

of those who tease and 

bully. 

One day your words will 

be her end. 

They will put her in the ground

and what will you do? 

Will you grieve for the girl you teased? 

Will guilt now be 

your comfort as you stand next to her grave? 

Image is just a reflection in the 

mirror that became her 

terror. 

Words mean more that 

what you are 

saying. 

They mean life and death 

to those who listen

and those you tear down

with the words you say. 

In the end

what will you say 

when you look at her parents 

and know that you 

tore her down. 

Words have the power to 

do more than hurt

they have the power to 

end life. 

When you look at the girl

who wears a 

larger size or 

doesn't have 

perfect skin or hair, 

What will you say to her?

Will you remember that your words

hold the power to make her 

smile or break her.

When will we realize

there is no perfection to be achieved.

Only beauty in all shapes, sizes 

and colors.