I've come a long way
from the girl I was five years ago.
Five years ago
when a teacher handed us a blank sheet of paper
and asked us to write an essay before the end of the hour
I'd burst into tears
and it wouldn't be done by the end of the hour.
Five years ago
when I had a crush on a boy
I'd keep it to myself and my friends
and after a week the boy would know
and I'd be embarrassed
because he'd laugh at me.
Five years ago
when a friend would get mad
and ignore me
I'd hide in my room
and cry.
Now
when a teacher hands us a blank sheet of paper
there are no tears, just a blank stare
and the slow scratch of a pen on paper.
Now
when I have a crush on a boy
I become friends with them
and I tell them how I feel
and I'm embarrassed
because they don't like me like that.
Now
when a friend gets mad and ignores me
I ignore them too
and I leave them to their own devices
and I feel nothing but pity and a bit of guilt.
It may not seem like much
but it's something.
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PoetryA thing. A thing in which I write some poetry. I've never really written much poetry, so... yeah. Exciting. It can get spooky sometimes. (By spooky, I mean that it can get dark. Trigger warning in advance, just in case.) Tread lightly. I'm obviously...