52 weeks of positivity (kinda)

The person I used to be

I don't miss the person I used to be

before "shit got real"

before therapy

before joining secondary school.

she believed she could fix every problem the way she had done so before

she believed that everyone was fundamentally good

she imagined she would end up with a boy, but no making out as that ugh

she believed there's some things you just don't grow out of

she thought she had magic far too late

she always tried to do the best for other people

she was obsessed with making friends

she believed she was secretly really pretty, but couldn't look at her newly formed boobs in the mirror

she made mistakes

and beat herself up about them.

now,

I see all shades of grey the world has to show me

Some problems you just cant solve

boys ugh

I'll make out with girls instead

Somethings you just don't do as you grow up

I always try and do the right thing for me

I treasure the friends that ive got

I love my curves as they are and don't pretend they are anything else

I still make mistakes

but I've learnt that that's ok

and you cant be perfect all the time

and no one should make you feel that you should be that way

I've got the same eyes

darker hair

longer nails

rounder stomach

I would argue a slightly bigger brain

but the same heart: filled with magic

of a different kind.

notes:

wow I manged to do a poem in advance, what a shock. I can actually claim that this one relates to the "52 weeks of positivity" it only took me half the time. Anyway, I'm halfway :) yay, I never believed that id actually stick out one of these challenges that long. I'm glad I finally know myself enough to set realistic challenges. Honestly its getting harder and harder to tell whether my poems are good or not, but I do like this one. Its all about improving not writing the best poem. As once you've written it where do you go from there. 8 exams to go :) hope you guys are about to have a good week :) (yes I'm obsessed with :) it's fine)