thoughts, poems and teenage shit

Yes I've changed

You looked at me up and down

and told me I was not the same person as I was last year.

And instead of feeling bad like I was supposed to,

 I smiled.

Because you were damn right, 

I am most definitely not the same person as I was last year.

And next year, I will not be the same person as I am today.

Because people change.

People grow.

People are not concrete objects that stay the same as the cracks get deeper and more numerous.

If you want to be something,

 you go be it.

Don't let anyone hold you back from what you want,

especially the person who you were yesterday.