This is a story of a girl,
Whose life was always in a whirl.
Maybe that was because she was so fat,
When she wore yellow people thought she was a cab.

Well High school was never ever kind,
She saw the mockings as a sign.
But whatever she did was never enough,
Even when her size dropped by more than half.

When she was 16 she met a boy,
And she never knew he had a ploy.
But she'll never let him go,
'Cause her old image couldn't find that gold.

She held on tight with all her might,
And didn't ever see the light,
That light was dimmed one fateful night,
When she landed in a pathetic plight.

She didn't see the value of heart,
'Cause the attention she got lifted her guts.
Now he turned his back away,
Just like how her life gone a sway.

She held a life now in her skin,
But couldn't bear to throw it in the bin.
She held a decision now in her hands,
And had to give up all her future plans.

All because of the lamp of fame,
By which she inscribes her name,
She had many things she was yearning,
But she had to give up one for the other's earning.

THE END.

I feel so lame I could just sprain my ankle now.