In response to The Daily Post prompt: thin.

Ask a Supermodel; I wouldn’t Know

What’s it like to be thin?

You’re like downy dandelion seeds:
Easily dispersed by a stiff breeze.
You don’t know what a chocolate éclair is.
You only eat lettuce and water.
Your size is never sold out.
At a party, everybody talks to you
Wanting to be your best friend
While the heavier people stand alone.
People assume you’re smarter and richer than you really are.
You always get attention when you want it.
When you don’t, you just stand sideways and disappear.