Dear Bug

Dear Bug, 

I know how you feel in that Star Wars shirt and I know how you feel in everything else

I know seeing yourself in the shirt makes you feel euphoric 

Euphoric means feeling pleasured or having intense happiness, bug

But I do know that most of everything else you put on makes you feel obscene 

Obscene means disgusting, bug

I know you are now becoming exposed to the internet

You are finally becoming aware of diet culture

And of the need to be skinny 

But isn’t this something you have always known? 

Hadn’t you looked at yourself in the mirror

And thought atrocities about yourself?

Hadn’t you watched TV, noticing that one, singular body type

Exclusive to your mother’

Your Grandmas

Your teacher’

This is called unrealistic, bug 

I am you now, bug, but I am a lady

I am a ladybug 

I have grown out of the filthy ideas inside of me 

I have learned how to love myself 

I am not ugly and ordinary like a bug

I am beautiful and unique like a ladybug 

Except you were never ugly in the way a bug is ugly,

It was only the taught ugliness in your heart