Curvy, heavy, hefty, Look at her.
She looks so huge, whispered most of them, as she walked by.
Some didn’t say a thing but judged her to her soul.
Hey huge thighs, said another crossing by.
Some stared at her butt while others her breasts
Some others made fun of her belly.
The idea of a perfect figure has ruled the minds,
The minds of all those who call themselves literate or otherwise
However strong, her Confidence still stumbles, decreases by 100%, every day.
Any normal walk feels like a walk of shame.
Anxiety being her best friend.
Her cautious self is used to the judgments.
Her cautious soul is used to humility.
She counts the number of calories she eats.
The fried and deserts are her enemies.
The motive of workouts are not to be healthy,
But it is always to burn those extra fats she’s humiliated of.
The horror of Ketogenic’s and what not,
Has empathy gone for a toss?
Nobody cared if she was kind or humble
Nobody cared if she was smart or intellect
Is it true, Is the first impression always the best?
Is it too much to ask to leave her alone?
Are we all are misogynists in our ways.
Or judging is a much easier task?
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