nothing changed,

i think to myself as i look into a foggy mirror

in 9 weeks something must’ve changed

maybe it was because my scars healed

or maybe it was that i am confident

maybe because i laugh and smile

maybe because im not losing pounds with every meal skipped

nothing changed,

i think to myself as they look at me

but something must’ve because

the boys didn’t look at me like they were predators

the boys didn’t let their gazes linger on my chest or my lips

they didn’t flirt so openly with me

nothing changed,

i say,

nothings changed