Holly was a cheerleader she was always the biggest girl,
Not fat but not skinny, she hated the way she looked,
People would laugh and call her names,
They made her want to die.
She tried everything to get her weight down,
Exercise and diet never helped her at all,
So one day she stopped eating, and the weight suddenly dropped,
But she still hated her weight;
She was still the biggest girl.
So one day she wrote a poem,
Saying how she hated her life,
No one truly cared for her or wanted her alive,
She just honestly wanted to die.
She was different from the others, not so pretty,
Plain and ordinary, a little overweight,
The only true friends she had lives hundreds of miles away,
She had been large all her life and she was finally dropping weight.
One day she looked in the mirror and all she saw was fat,
She had lost twenty pounds but she still sees the same,
As she saw three months before,
Bulging belly and double chin she felt that she would die,
So she picked up the phone and to her best friend she did cry.
One day Holly decided it was time to give it up,
She finally stopped caring, blocked everyone out,
She hated her body, hated her mind,
Hated what they said.
Because she was a cheerleader people called her preppy,
When really she liked heavy metal and punk rock,
She was constantly depressed, never eating,
Writing a little note, she addressed it to the world,
Saying I hope you’re glad I’m gone.
Author notes
Written August 5th, 2004
A contest entry
- Thrill me by EgyptianEyez.
300 points, ended August 16, 2004, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Wow, very very sad but oh so true. You portrayed awesome imagery and a lot of emotion. I could really feel what the girl was going through. It is an awesome poem! Thank you so much for entering my contest but even more for sharing it at all
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Definitely emotion, hon. Very raw, powerful write, I must admit. I think most teenage girls could relate to this- we all feel pressured to fit into society's vain image of what beauty and perfection should and therfor, must, be. excellent stuff hon.
Good luck!
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Very cool, disjointed and plain like the thoughts of one going through this kind of thing...i know. Anyway, haven't been here for a while, great write, very real and i admire putting your self on the line like that, not many people have the courage to do that. Good stuff.
Commador,
a waste of flesh -
The reason why you could visualize her is because she is true. She isn't made up, she is real. I am the girl, and I said exactly what I was feeling.
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Awsom poem. I love it, it tells of what happens all too often. Hope to read another like this, I really like it.
Luch Muck.
KAT! -
Well, it's not bad. But not real good either. Because you should have chosen better words; ones that would have made you think about it. And other than the fact that I cannot stand cheer leaders at all, you did not do a bad job writing this. All in all, I have to say that it was alright.
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Wow. very touching. I can really relate to this peice...I was a cheerleader..and like...three times the size of all the other girls. great poem
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I didn't find this to be beautiful at all. What is beautiful about having an eating disorder? Nothing. I am referring to your comment saying that this was beautiful.
I found the rhyming to be the weakest part. However, your descriptions of this girl really drew me in and I could visualize her so clearly. Trying to please others will never make you happy, you have to please yourself first.
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Wow!!! Great write. I know how it feels to be a little overweight. I'm on diet pills right now actually. I hate my body. My bf says I'm perfect and I say I'm fat. I wouldn't dare do the cheerleading thing. now offense, I'm just too hardcore for that. Plus I would look like a moose in that outfit. lol. well anyways hope you feel better.
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Yes, it was based on anything true. I'm Holly.
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More prose than poetry. Which isn't nessacarily a bad thing. Yes, I know I spelled that wrong. But I just don't care. Was this based on anything true? Or just something random? Either way. It was... interesting. I think it could be reworked to sound better, maybe a bigger vocabulary of sorts, but the idea behind it hits home.
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