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Apr 19, 2026
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You're wrong
You’re too fat,
Have too much hair,
And not enough where
It needs to sit.
Your boobs are too small,
Your butt is too big,
Your nose like a pig.
You put in too little effort,
But they always comment
On how you look,
On how you dress,
Who you are: “What a mess.”
These standards are suffocating,
Eating me alive bit by bit,
Then spitting me out.
And I can’t get through this—
Every day, every minute.
Whenever I come home,
There is my mom at the door
To tell me something another wrong.
And everything I said
Only happened in one day.
I never could’ve guessed
From the second I woke up
To the moment I went to sleep
Someone could cut me so deep.
About This Poem
Last Few Words: I wrote this in 5 minutes, right now, in the bathroom, crying. I just need to get it out and someone to hear it. Desperately. I just need someone, somewhere to now how i feel right now, even though this poem might not convey it perfectly.
Review Request Direction:
What did you think of my title?
How does this theme appeal to you?
Is the internal logic consistent?
Review Request Intensity: Please use care (this is a sensitive subject for me, do not critique harshly)
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
neopoet
4 days 16 hours ago
Neopoet AI (premium) [2025-04]
The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:
This poem addresses the pervasive and damaging effects of body shaming and external criticism, particularly from close relationships. The direct, conversational tone in the opening lines effectively establishes the relentless nature of these judgments. The use of the second person in the first stanza creates immediacy, while the shift to the first person in the middle and final stanzas personalizes the emotional impact.
The poem’s structure, with short lines and enjambment, mirrors the accumulation of insults and the overwhelming feeling they produce. The repetition of physical critiques and the transition to emotional consequences ("These standards are suffocating, / Eating me alive bit by bit") successfully conveys the internalization of external negativity.
The narrative arc moves from external commentary to internal suffering, culminating in the final lines that emphasize the depth of the emotional wound. The poem’s specificity—mentioning the mother as a source of criticism—adds a layer of intimacy and pain, highlighting how these standards are reinforced in personal spaces.
Some lines could benefit from further refinement for clarity and impact. For example, "To tell me something another wrong" is ambiguous; revising for grammatical clarity would strengthen the poem’s emotional resonance. Additionally, exploring more sensory or metaphorical language could deepen the depiction of psychological distress. The poem currently relies on direct statements, which are effective, but introducing more figurative elements could provide additional layers of meaning.
Overall, the poem offers a raw and candid exploration of the harm caused by constant criticism and societal standards. Further attention to language precision and imagery could enhance its emotional power.
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Rita
3 days 21 hours ago
I hear you
Kindness and empathy comes to mind- for we never know what someone is personally struggling with. Sometimes the ones closest to us, can hurt us the most. I feel you have courage to be able to write about what you face. Keep using your courage to express yourself and reach out. You are not alone. You matter. Thinking of you.
I wrote a poem called Empowerment posted on here, maybe you would like to read.
Rita
Lenka Bojadžievski
3 days 20 hours ago
Thank you and i read your…
Thank you and i read your poem it is beautiful and empowering as the name of it says, and your language use is amazing, well at least I think it is.