Opposites

A calorie free world would be insatiable to me
No goodies to enjoy, in a home laden with soy, rice cakes and diet soda
Give me milk, home baking, food shopped from the outer edge of the grocer
it may be a purported enemy in the end, but no fat free for me.

I could move more, away from the computer, fly around, see sunlight
I could eat less Canadian cheese, throw out my white flour
But how would I make my moms traditional recipes and some of mine too
Excuses all of them, my daughter doesn’t diet, she’s always been slender

In their house, a thirteen year old is monitoring what she eats,
She’s a beauty who has an unreasonable goal weight for a girl so tall
Only a few months ago I witnessed her gobbling food as though she was ravenous
What’s eating her, what is she filling up I wonder, is she like I was, sure hope not!

Thirteen year olds should be giggling with other girls, watching movies,
Having junk food nights, doing manicures, and making prank phone calls
They should be too busy, with chores, activities, home work to worry about weight,
Instead they agonize over divorced parents haggling visits, niggling who pays what!

It’s a different world, with everyone scattered for god knows what,
No daily dinnertime rituals, jumping to clear dishes, everyone bustling
As though it’s too painful to be quiet, connect, reflect events of the day
No minutes to spare, partners work opposite shifts, dropping kids here an there

But we will appear lovely to the world, with our toned bodies
Immaculate homes, tanned skin, perfect hair streaks, and brand new cars
Eating brownies on the sly, purging more than old house hold items
Because in the end, the most important thing is being thin!