I am changing

I am changing

I wonder what others would like

I hear people shout my name in the halls

I see myself change to please others

I want to be myself

I am changing


I pretend to be who I am not

I feel out of place

I touch my mirror as I stare at who I've become

I worry that being myself isn’t enough

I cry to be accepted

I am changing


I understand now that I can be me

I say “Let’s do this” as I become who I am

I dream about my new accepting friends

I try not to put on a false face

I hope these people stay in my life

I am Me

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