Growing up..
Growing up was kind of
hard,
Everyone thought you were,
Different from the actual start.
You
tried to be really nice and sweet,
Your friends at lunch saved you a seat.
But all the others always called you names,
And never let you participate
in the games.
Only your true friends seemed to give you a chance,
While
those other people give you a rude glance.
So you look at the others who
thought they were "all that",
And you start to think "it'd be
a lot better if I was not fat".
Even though your friends did
care,
But you could only think of what,
Others thought right then and
there.
They thought and said " you'll never make it".
And in
this society you'll never seem to fit.
Years have passed but this is in your
mind,
Your 20 yrs old but the answers you did not find.
Now you are
self-conscious as you walk through the door,
Negative thoughts enter mind of
what people said before.
All these thoughts cross your mind,
"Why
me"?: I was sweet and kind.
But no one really there seems to care,
If
you were somewhere else and not there.
Puja
