At the age of thirteen my whole life changed.

I walked into the kitchen and on the table there was something strange.

What I saw was a grenade lying there ready to grab.

So, I walked over and held it in my hand. 

I tossed it back and forth not paying heed to the danger.

I thought nothing would hurt me, I learned the opposite the hard way.

I pulled the pin and accidentally lost control.

It blew up in my face leaving a hole.

That grenade was social media and it changed my life.

By becoming attatched to it I paid a huge price.

I began to have thoughts that told me I would never be enough.

Only after deleting could I take off the handcuffs.

I learned a huge lesson the day that bomb went off. 

I am who I am and it does not matter if people scoff. 

From now on I am me and I like it that way. 

The bomb that went off created a good change.