Version 3: Do You Think Maybe You Need to Exercise

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Hi ClaireLou. I love the lovely honesty of your poem. I like how it makes me feel safe and I don't have to worry the next line may have me hiding under the sofa in despair. You are sunshine peeping through puffs of my own darkened clouds. Hope, I guess I should say. Lovely write. I do wish the title had been boldly placed above the piece, it was partially hidden in a ribbon above. Thank you for this write and such kind honesty.


Like chocolate chips in bread batter
I’m homely with that little something extra.                                             I love this so much.
 
Average height, weight, foot size,
My glasses mist over at the mere mention of cardio,                                yeah, I get heated at this, too, hahahaha
Satisfactory with attitude!                                     
 
But, someone always needs to introduce those eight little words.
Eight words drifting in a polluted sea of misconception,
Unwanted but present, bobbing along
In between the lies, small
But still deception nonetheless.
 
Surely they should be wrapped in cotton wool,
Coated in Candy Floss to add to their sweetness,
Masking the bitter pill, a caustic voice,
That basic dismissal of your natural image,
The choice of how you see yourself.                                                            
 
I will never be perfect
With desires more than a selfie stick & millionaire status,
Always emotionally charged
To the beat of Energizer Bunny’s drum, I have hope                               
In each photographic image, I can cope with the inflections.                    
 
I know that each roll of softly kneaded skin,
Each crazy paved line
Is a smile, a frown.
 
I do not believe in Photoshop.
So pass me the chocolate fudge cake
With a double scoop of salted caramel ice cream 
Gym membership be damned!                                                 hahaha, okay, this L says much, indeed!