I stood before my mirror
this morning in all my glory
and look what stares back at me
This doe-eyed girl
trying to pass for a lady
with a flat chest, plain face
and an even flatter behind
I hear guys like them
Fully endowed, beautiful face
Full chested with bums to die for
I've never been the eye catching one
No wonder the cat calls and whistles
haven't greeted my comeliness
Would my breast just grow a little curve?
Can I just be a little more endowed?
Can't I just have chosen bigger bums
I take a silicon trip
That broomstick image long forgotten
I am endowed now
The apples of every Adam's eyes
Hey, are this babies sagging?
No way, we pack and pad
For all it is worth, I must be beautiful
I must be endowed
I haven't got the hour glass figure
Could this hips flare a little more?
I could use more curves in the right places
I ain't a perfect figure eight, yet
Then that one trip
Just one more trip
I swear this is the last...
Adeyemi Oluwafunmilayo Adebimpe is a writer, poet, and lawyer who started writing in 2011 and has been writing ever since. Having explored different genres of writing over the years, Adebimpe has found a desire to tell hardly told stories and unfashionable stories with the pen.