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Unforseen


Do you ever feel like you don't belong

 

Because you're not in a group or a click

 

You lie in your bed at night feeling sick

 

And for one quick second you close your eyes 

 

Your mom pops in hoping you'll soon realize,

 

 

Who you are is not wrong

 

You're not like those other girls

 

You are strong. 

 

 

 

Fore who you are is okay

 

Calm down,

 

Take things day by day. 

 

 

Now what she wishes must come true

 

All she ever does is believe in you. 

 

 

And now it is your turn 

 

Take my hand

 

Fore I shall make you understand

 

 

Now as you look in the mirror what do you see

 

A woman standing there hoping to be,

 

A little taller?

 

A little smaller?

 

Someone standing there looking top dollar?

 

 

 

Now you might not know this,

 

It seems you may have missed,

 

You're true beauty, because you exist. 

 

Now let's take it back,

 

 

 

Reminisce,

 

 

 

You were that little girl on the play ground 

 

 

laughing, 

 

 

Not holding back a sound. 

 

 

You were so happy 

 

So full of light

 

Now you're getting older,

 

days turn to night

 

 

As growing up you were never mean,

 

Or at least less then the other teens. 

 

 

By the time you had hit sixteen

 

You had become nurtural to this horrid routine,

 

You feel as if you are a submarine

 

Sinking into the dark. 

 

Unforeseen. 

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