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Pursuit of Perfection

In my pursuit of perfection,
I have dropped the fat that has been holding me down,
And as you can tell I am pretty brittle guy, so that stuff went down without a sound,
The bulk of pounds seeping from my insecurities
Covering up my sorrow with long sleeves and baggy jeans,
But today, I stand proud in front of you, weighing a whole 122 L-B-S,
Of stressed and worked out flesh,
I've always been pretty thin, all my kin are scrawny
Before 12, I'd broken almost every single bone in my body
I love to swim, but haven't hit the pools since junior high school
Because kids can be rude, ruin your day and your mood,
Plus you know what they say about East African dudes
I've heard every single joke about world vision, or my family not having food,
But those fools, how do they know, that stuff could have been true,
But it wasn't, I'm just a skinny guy, what do you really want me to do
Bulk up like those dudes in the muscle mags do,
I tried doing protein shakes but that stuff tastes like chunky poo
And no point lifting weights, 10's about all I can do
Plus Cardio makes me tired and steroids just aint cool
I enjoy my way, sleeping in on Fridays
Everybody's gone crazy trying to lose weight, hey throw some my way
With all your cool machines, and burn fat quick schemes,
What about people like me who only get stretch marks in our dreams,
No reality TV, documenting boney people like me,
As we attempt to gain weight for the sake of our families,
And every night I cry for rolls, you know sometimes I don't wanna see my toes,
Cause seeing fat on a man is still more culturally appropriate than just seeing bones,
So chubby people chill out, you're not the only ones who've got it bad
Unfortunately my diet plan includes eating anything I wanna have,
Anytime, occasional 3 a.m. steaks are great everyday
But what sneaks in your body must also find a way to escape
Instantly, my metabolism is like the U.S. infantry,
As soon as it smells trouble, it's quick to squeeze,
At Ease, yes it was me who cut the cheese
I might as well just eat on the toilet the way food runs through me
Probably more than you needed to know, but all for a purpose, you see
My point is that I have never been perfect,
And chances are that I will never be,
But oh, woe is me, the sad little skinny boy,
Writing his sad little skinny poetry,
Please do not pity me, because pity is for the weak
And trust me I am nothing short of a thousand Hercules
In my pursuit of perfection,
I have realized that physically there is nothing wrong with me,
All my joints and bones and everything else is where it's supposed to be
I'm healthy, and to my knowledge I don't have any kind of sickness or disease
But all my life people have always been bothering me
I think I kind of know what its like to be one of those little girls on Degrassi,
Cause every time I take off my shirt, I think everyone's laughing at me,
But what can I say; this is just the way that I was made
Yes, I'm skinny but some of you are ugly, and I could just gain weight
So don't be fooled by this material world's façade,
Just say Alhumdulie, because everyday just another reason to thank God
So people, don't be sad, be happy for all the blessing you have in this life
On next weeks episode of "pursuit of perfection" we will discuss, my height


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