Round & Rising

I look at myself without recognition. 
Is this what I should be happy with now?
I’ve grown so much I feel less desirable,
yet I’m as miserable as I’ve always been.

Now my melancholy has more meat to it.
A full face. Round, too round —as I’ve
always thought but now it looks dire. 
I look at myself and I don’t recognize her

How do I make it go away? I tried to run,
but my knees don’t support me. I tried 
Keto, but the scent of freshly baked bread  
chose to haunt me. What have I become?


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