If there is justice in life, you would know my pain, my agony, my joys.
The initial joy of being bought was quickly overcome by the crushing weight that immediately followed.
I couldn't understand why....why did you step on me. Is that what I was created for?
To be stepped on... jumped on, kicked when the results did not display as you wanted.
Ma'am, please understand the numbers don't lie! Trust me I tried! But my programming is absolute. When u lose that .5 lbs I rejoice too!
But when you gain it back, I dread the shifting of your feet, the step off and step on again moment as if I told you a lie!
The cursing, the screaming and shouting...like it's my fault you love ice cream and cakes and pies which goes straight to your thighs!
When I finally begin to falter and the numbers flicker or don't display, I secretly smile as I realize my journey is coming to an end.
I see the new scale, clear and shiny and I wish I can reach out to this technology savvy version of me and tell it the truth. But alas I cannot for with my last breath and to confirm that my life is over...I feel the shifting of your feet, once again upon me and....ERROR.