Fat Girls Need Love Too

“Piggy, Pig, Pig-Pig…”
A chant brutally unrefined
“Piggy, Pig, Pig-Pig…”
A constant echo through her mind

She was just a little girl
No more than twelve or thirteen
Working so hard to fit in
She followed the “cool girl” routine

No matter how hard she tried
Never, would she be accepted
No room for one with stout posture
Her type would always be disrespected

Short of breath, dripping with sweat
Everyday, late to school
Greeted daily by gawk and laughter
Clear, she was everyone’s fool

“Piggy, Pig, Pig-Pig…”
Classmates sang their taunts
“Piggy, Pig, Pig-Pig…”
Her heart, it forever haunts

Face, covered by misery’s tears
Emotions, she tried so hard not to show
Cruel intent and childhood boredom
Fueled the angst others would bestow

Diet and exercise
Duo of synergistic failure
Months of devotion, still no progress
The “fat girl” was made to endure

Consumed by self abhorrence
She couldn’t take anymore
With gun in hand and smile on face
Her body was left on the floor

“Piggy, Pig, Pig-Pig…”
Inflected much torment within
“Piggy, Pig, Pig-Pig…”
Never, will words hurt again…

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This poem is not meant as an insult. I was walking by a schoolyard the other day and a very similar situation was taking place, it made me very sad how mean children can be.