She seemed so confident
She was a competitive biker
Had a masters degree in her early twenties.
She helped me,
Even when I was disgusted
Because she was large
Everything I was most afraid of
Because I was afraid I would be judged
For being large
Even if I was strictly normal
I was told to act like the person I wanted to be-
forget other opinion
And then she left town
Long before I had healed.
After almost a decade I found heath.
I wanted her to know,
And I had good ‘ol *search engine*
And I saw the unthinkable.
She had cheated
In her certifications,
In her bike races,
She even changed her name.
So much for being your true self.
SickyBeat 