*This is a poem I wrote a couple years ago*
I’m weird, I’m ugly, I’m stupid, I’m smart
Why must people have such fickle hearts
I’m cocky, I’m sassy, I’m crazy, I’m fun
I can usually get along with anyone
My friends keep me grounded or at least they often try
Sometimes I get angry or sad and I’m not always sure why
A ball of rambling, swirling emotions
One day I’ll have to figure out how to control them
Taking all these different pieces of me to become one fully-realized human being
I may be 21 but my journey has only just begun
The Written Wor(l)d 