I’m not sure where I’m heading
or where I should actually be.
I’m lost in an indecisive trance
of who I could and may be.
I grew-up with many ambitions,
thoughts, and wild dreams.
Who knew that they would vanish
without a spark or gleam.
I’m encouraged to be realistic
and practical--yet true!
But that makes no sense,
when I’m constantly
told to be exactly like you…
They ‘praise’ me for being daring,
and for going after what I want.
But they truly think it’s a phase--
some temporary teen nonchalant.
“The fashion industry is too hectic,
while modeling isn’t fit for you…
Let’s be honest, you’re too short and
don’t have the curves, Boo-Boo!”
I hear this all the time--
it’s become too normal to my ears.
I wish I could tell my future--
and not have to wait all these years!