Asymmetry
The Physical Reflection Of Imbalance In Your Life; Every Curve & Bump Matched To The Strife Associated With Imperfection In A State Where Perfection Is The Golden Right; To Hate Those That Don’t Appreciate Our Platinum Status Is A Guilt That Imperfect People Sustain; Thus, Like A Reflection, The Hate Turns Back On Us To Be Perpetuated Until We Are Ground Into Dust. The Weight That Bears Down Our Bodies Is As Heavy As The Cloud That Relies On The Fumes From Agape Mouths To Survive On The Aberration Of Pounds In A Way That Grips The Collective Mind & Instills The Nature Of The Fat-Hate Bind. Plump This, Plump That, Hate Thin, Hate Fat The Tug-O-War Between Denial & Acceptance Of A Taboo That Reigns In Repentance, & Shame, & Grief Over Nature’s Curse To Be Ourselves, Seen Only As The Worst. To Feel Beautiful Is A Joke; To Feel Ugly Is To Lose Yourself In The Smoke Of The Burning Fire That Consumes Self-Love And Replaces It With Manipulative Dreams Above. The Color Of Compassion Melts Under Black Tar, Covering My Body, Creating A Dark Bar That Prevents Me From Living That Prevents Me From Giving Wholly Of Myself To Myself.
