Fandom T-shirt and Glasses
Locations
Woke up late again.
Jump out of bed and fumble for the light.
Shuffle to the bathroom.
Brush teeth, wash face.
Jeans, t-shirt, makeup.
converse, glasses, watch.
Silver rings, braided bracelets.
My hair's a mess, toss it in a bun.
Ten minutes until I'm late.
Rushing past my cat, who purrs me a song
I pass a mirror
and stop.
My yellow Fire Fly t-shirt pops,
cat eye eyeliner shows off my eyes,
my cardigan hugs me.
A year ago I would have said,
"Shit. I look like shit."
I called myself "Shit."
Yesteryear that girl was there
that daughter, that sister,
that person.
But she wasn't skinny
she wasn't athletic
she wasn't popular.
This year that young woman is here
that sass master, that child,
that almost-graduate.
Today I see Me.
A musician, a writer,
a photographer, a friend.
And she isn't "skinny"
she isn't athletic
and she's pretty sure she's not popular.
But I like what I see.
I am beautiful, and I am sincere.
I am Me.
I look in the mirror,
and I like what I see.
I'm late.