One day I wish 
I could take my fat 
And slice it up
And hand it out to 
All those responsible
For putting it there

The bullies –  
Common and
Medical variety

The mockers
And haters
And ostracisers

Those that drove me
To sadness and despair
And the biscuit tin

Amongst others

But 
Even after all
These players 
Get their fair share
Plenty will remain
With me

Which –
For all the
Justifiable
Finger pointing – 
Is precisely
Where it 
Should be