I am complaining
I’m complaining.
Not about my grades.
My friends nor my family
I’m not complaining about how life sucks
How I’m treated
I’m not complaining about the weather
About our income
About wealth
I’m complaining about this body
This body, which used to be slim and perfect
Has grown hips, boobs and a bum
I used to have a slim belly
I used to have slim legs
I used to have a slim and thin body that looked fragile
Now I’m a bulldozer
Built as a brick
I want to have my old body again
I love chocolate waaay too much
But I’m stronger
I can control this
And I’m going to
Not about my grades.
My friends nor my family
I’m not complaining about how life sucks
How I’m treated
I’m not complaining about the weather
About our income
About wealth
I’m complaining about this body
This body, which used to be slim and perfect
Has grown hips, boobs and a bum
I used to have a slim belly
I used to have slim legs
I used to have a slim and thin body that looked fragile
Now I’m a bulldozer
Built as a brick
I want to have my old body again
I love chocolate waaay too much
But I’m stronger
I can control this
And I’m going to
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| Auteur: DrivenSpirit | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 01 december 2009 | ||
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