I wrote this poem to express why I feel I don’t fit in and that I don’t care…anymore…
It is about self-acceptance mainly.

"Button up that blouse!" "Must you wear all that makeup?" "You march right back up those stairs and change your outfit. No child of mine will be seen running around in that thing."

Life is just a dance with the devil.

This story tells about the daily struggle with teens.

About everyday things we do.

This is about my life as a young adolescent during middle school times.

To think that we may have figured it all out just to realize that we are still lost in a way that we are still trying to correct.

It is good to know that everything in creation has a purpose, including you and I. Even when it seems we do not fit in anywhere, if we are patient, we will find the right thing to do.