i know i take up space
i am overly conscious that i take up too much space
i hate taking up so much space
i look and i know i take up so much space
but i wish i was space
the universe, space
i wish my body held the stars,
the planets and galaxies
in that beautiful way
that the universe does
the beautiful way
that everyone loves
the space that holds galaxies
that are inked onto skin
the space that holds the stars
wished upon each night
the space that continues on
and continues to continue on
maybe i love space so much
because i am jealous
of how beautifully space
continues to exist
when my space is a problem
i have conditioned to hate
maybe one day i will love my body
the same way i love the galaxy
and maybe one day i will love my space
the same way as i love the one above
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