Samantha Desmond

Self-Growth - Poem by Samantha Desmond

For seventeen years
I've lived on the earth
dealing with love, hate,
tragedy, and loss.
During school I dealt with the evils,
being laughed at,
being made fun of,
and at times not having many friends.
But I was always strong.
I went for a little awkward girl
to an awkward teenager,
but I never truly cared
how I looked, or acted,
until I realized one day
how bad I looked.
Unintentionally I stared changing
my style, my attitude, everything.
And I'm not such an awkward person
and I deal with things better.
No one puts me down without a fight.
No words break me the way they did
not so long ago.
I have always been myself,
always me.
And I change for no one,
only for myself.
And finally I was able to
accept myself and to love me
for me.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 4, 2008

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