I’ve lost a lot of weight.
I don’t feel attractive anymore.
I don’t feel good about myself anymore.
I’ve lost my spark and allure.
I feel like an old cardigan under someone’s bed.
I feel like a song that someone played on repeat way too many times and now it’s no longer doing its thing.
And it’s just there on the playlist.
Forgotten.
Unless you scroll through the playlist and it catches your eye.
But then.
No one wants to listen to the song anymore.
Yes. It’s a jam.
But no.
No one wants to play it.
It’s just there.