In Her Likeness

I am more like her. Less like you.
I am even, where others are not.
I am down 8.6 pounds... but that is not the same as 10.
10 pounds down is a dress size and a new reward level.
It's a double sticker at weight watchers.
But, to you- its all the same.
10 pounds does not make a dent on my appearance.
It does not rid me of my black robes.
It doesn't announce itself in my newer, less 10 pound image.
I am still the same girl.
Broken in places,
bandaged in others.
Smiling because it feels like the right thing to do.
Because if I cried every time a nasty comment hit me,
I would be less like me.
I am the strength in my sadness.
I am the girl who blinks back tears, and answers
"No, no I get what you mean."
But, I don't get it.
If you are more like her, then me.
Then what does that say?
What the hell does that say?