I am poem



During my childhood years, I never felt a drop of fresh air.

Huddled inside, nose in the latest and greatest of gadgets.

Artificial friends, ones I’ll never see face to face.

I guess that’s what I get for growing up in the 21^st century.

From tetherball to the monkey bars,

I was the champion of the playground.

Recruited by the “popular” girls, eyes glaring.

Biggest lesson learned, never eat all the cheezits –

You’ll lose your so-called friends.

Striving to wear the latest Limited Too,

Even elementary was a fashion show.

Learning what bras were and how to shave my legs,

I thought I was so grown up.

Hello Middle school, hello bullies.

Name calling, laughter, the worst kind.

Bouncing from town to town, when will I find my place?

They thought they were cool, laughing at my expense.

When in reality, they were the joke.

Here I am high school, not knowing what to expect.

Will it be just like before?

Friendships and connections, I didn’t see them coming.

Finding myself, setting high goals, ready to move on.

I’ve been here for 4 years now, is it over yet?

College, you’re within my reach.

Just a few more months til we finally meet.

I know it’ll be the best time of my life.

From my new found sorority sisters and brand new experiences,

I’m ready to be where I belong.