This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at SLU chapter.
If I bruisedÂ
at the words I threwÂ
at my bodyÂ
my thighs would be a permanent purple
my cheeks and my nose a faded yellow
and my fingers and hands a solid greenÂ
The blue and brown would wrap aroundÂ
my hips
over my stomachÂ
and down to my knees
If people knew
how much verbal abuse
this body is used toÂ
Maybe they would see meÂ
as more than beautiful