Yoga Pants

I was getting ready for school one morning.

My outfit was complete with yoga pants.

My mom walked in there,
And started playing with my hair.
"Why are you going to leave it down and hair sprayed," she said.
She added "Your hair will look so flat and dead."
My sister added "Your yoga pants have two holes in the but."
My mom looked at me as if I was trying to dress like a slut.
She handed me a pair of block slacks and said "Here, were these."
I hesitantly took them, looked at my sister and said "Thanks, Dee."
My mom yelled and said "Yoga pants are for skinny girls."
I thought to my self "Well then why do they make them in XL?"
Mom said "Yoga pants are for skinny girls that actually do yoga.
For the pretty skinny girls boys actually want to see more of."
Growing up people always told me "You know, you look just like your mom."
Whenever I heard that I wanted to look at them and roar "You're wrong."
But when my mom calls me fat,
Is she calling her self that?
My mom told me "Your senior pictures should just be of your face."
But mom why can't I be pretty and thick around the waist?
Mom why do I have to weigh 120 pounds for a boy to love me?
Mom why do I have to weigh 120 pounds for you to finally call me pretty?
So you know what mom, I'll lose the weight.
I will starve and throw up to get a date.
But remember mom you gave me these genes.
Not only do I look like you but you gave me these blue jeans.
So don't blame my "eating habits" blame hereditation.
For looking like you, an exact replication.
Everything from you long hair to your body fat.
And all this was written over a pair of yoga pants.