Sitting in class I am conjuring up thoughts
I try to think of things that make me stronger and at the same time weaker?
How do I answer this riddle?
How do I answer who is Me?
Me, me, me…. Who are you me?
Answer: Food silly!
Me: How?
Answer: Think love think!
Me: Hmm … eureka!
My legs aren’t legs anymore
They look like pears- fat from the top slim from the bottom
My stomach isn’t my stomach anymore
It is a rajma/bean- Fat accumulated at the ends and a deep indention from the middle showing my jeans marks left behind
My hands aren’t hands anymore
They look like an apple stem, the only thin part in a globe of fat
I look at my face
My face… it’s still the same
I smile yup the only part in my body that despite not being food still looks delicious.
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