Obese
I am so full.
Haven’t I eaten too many of your lies
Like a stagnant water that rots to the miles
I have eaten too many of your lies
My tummy feels like a floated balloon
Lifting the heavy suitcase of broken vows to our bedroom
You call me as an obese
You made me eat those staled beans
seasoned with our tattered dreams
I’m not an obese just a helpless Bird waiting to fly
And the wings get cut though your broken lies
Hiding behind those curvy eyes
Stumbling lips hiding the truth of under the blanket of your lies.
-Siya
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