Growing

As a child i never understood why i had the name i did

i never understood why i was short and chubby

i never undertood why i wasn't like the other preppy girls at my school

Then i was in middle school

i thought i was a freak

i was bullied

i never felt as if i belonged to the cliques that stalked the halls

i was who i was 

And that wasn't good enough at the time

Then came high school- a new school- an arts school

Life got better

Happier

I had real friends

I was weird and I was okay with that

Becoming me took awhile and I am still learning

But "I" am no longer "i"

I am me and that's exactly how it should be

Always

This poem is about: 
Me

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