Time is moving fast
My body is moving fast
And I cannot keep up
I look at my reflection in the mirror
I can barely recognize myself
The jeans no longer fit
The stretch marks are becoming more apparent
Who in the hell ever knows their bra size
Time is moving fast
My body is moving fast
And I cannot keep up
I have entered into an age
An age without a manual
An age of freedom yet I am being controlled
I am burdened with the ideal body image
I am burdened with the constant weight loss and gain
The mental health, a scale without balance
And without control, a mind of its own
Not in the hands of its owner.
It scares me, it frightens me
Because deep inside
I am still that little girl who gets excited over ice cream
When did childhood become a crime
And when did imagination cease.
warm hugs from mom and dad are getting cold without attention.
……..
Time is moving fast
My body is moving fast
And I cannot keep up
All I want to do is to run on the field and
laugh out loud without a care in the world.
