She stares in the mirror
Eyes settling on her inferior abdomen.
She persuades herself that this new bulk is the enemy
Lean cellulite, spread around her body,
Has never received a second glance
Why she’s becoming a Jelly-Belly is beyond her.
Her friends are ignorant to her distress-
It’s just her, facing the mountain of womanhood.
The girls are busy flirting with Jeremy King
The King of the school;
How is Jeremy going to notice her,
The rounding girl?
Her Aunt has assured her she is becoming a woman,
a natural part of life.
“But what if I’m not ready to be a woman?”
She pulls on a worn t-shirt.
It hugs her torso, pulling in places that it never has before.
An unprepared child, she is.
Not ready to grow up.
Stepping back from the mirror
She lets out a long, heavy sigh.
She will never be ready to become a woman;
Only ready to embrace womanhood.
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