Transform
My handwriting used to be
Illegible
Just like a doctor’s
Note
Or a small child learning her first
Word
But I found that if I crossed my T’s like
So
Then they looked neater,
Prettier
Thus began a long, slow
Process
Finding new ways to
Write
Each letter one by
One
Starting slow and
New
Ending up
Different
And so I hope that I can change
Me
Stupid, ugly, short, and
Fat
To something
Worthwhile
Slowly dot my I’s and cross my new
T’s
Slowly transform
ME
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