I stand looking down at the scale
A number I don’t want to see
A way that I don’t want to be
That number there
That can’t be me
I thought I was doing so well
Who put that number there
It can’t be right
Then, I stop I think:
Why has my worth become a number?
When did that happen?
Scale
Bank account
Viewers and likes
Aren’t I worth more?
Aren’t I the stars
And the trees
And every loved soul that’s come before me?
Who put that number there
It can’t be right
Why do I look down at this sight
And feel like I am less than
Less than a light
No, it can’t be!
I can’t be that number there or that one over there.
No way.
Who put that number there
It can’t be right
What if then
It is true
I am not a number at all
On a scale
Or in an account
What if I am
So much more than a number
I am me
Which is all that I ever needed to be.
inspired by noah aguirre jr. “i love my body.”