Throw Up Already!

Everyone says you're so pretty,
but why do you still complain?
You're perfect, flawless, intelligent,
yet you still haven't burned it in your brain.

Must I carry around a mirror,
for you to obviously see,
that you have everything everyone wants,
everyone including me.

I've noticed you've been crying,
about your "drastic weight gain",
but when does 2 pounds,
make a person go insane?

Since summer season,
you've been being a bitchy bitch,
about how your tummy looks bigger,
and if that's the case, let's switch.

You keep on eating,
and living my fantasy,
so don't be surprised that I yell,
"Throw up already!"

Author notes

I don't want to offend anyone with this poem. I was just very bored and I based it off of one of my best friends. It was a random thing (as most) and it's probably the only poem I'll ever do like this again. It was just for fun and I don't want anyone to get mad.