Balancing the Scales

Staring at the cold metal
Will this be bliss or
Another letdown?
Depression
Needing to eat massive amounts of food
To calm the sadness deep
Inside of my bones.

How can those numbers be true?
It just doesn’t seem likely
That those digits
Correspond to me.
That they equal me!
I don’t see that immense
Number
When I look
In the mirror.

What is going on here?
Is that why he looks
At others?
Why I feel so horrible
About myself
At times.
That I’m not
Good enough
Pretty enough
Sexy enough
To be on this planet.

Ah no,
It’s not the scale.
It’s the broken glasses
On the lens through
Which the world sees
Women.