Plus Size Prisoner of Society

Stairs vs Stares

Date of entry: 6.28.23

It's hard to say
Which intimidates me more
For you to understand
Let me show you what's in store...

There are stairs
And there are stares
Which come
from everywhere

Well one comes
And one's just there
But I hate both
Stairs and stares

Every curve and every roll
Right out on display
I'm constantly wondering
What will everybody say?

Wear a crop top
Or a swimsuit
Those days you really
Feel cute

And watch those silent stares
Tear you down

Or break a sweat
And hold your breath
Because those stairs
Will take you out

Heart racing
Legs burning
Mouth dryer
Than a drought

You stare at me
I panic
Those tall stairs
Make me manic

And let's not even mention
The confrontation

I hold my head up high
When I really want to cry
And I'm trying not
To lose my concentration

The embarrassment's unreal
And the aching that I feel
When I get both at the same time
I can't even deal...

I will always hate the stairs
But not as much as I hate stares
Well I really hate the stairs
So I'll hate both and keep it fair.