Finding It
Dear Self,
When you were 6
You yelled and yelled
and your heart felt sad and confused
because that boy embarresed you at school
So Self,
when you were 10
you hit a wall
with your feelings you gave into
because you felt this pain you never knew
Then Self,
you were 14
you found some ink
you sobbed and you cried as you wrote
because it was the first time your heart broke
And self
now you're 16
journals now full
because now, whenever you're hurting
you can find your solace within writing
This poem is about:
Me