Preface: We're working on a poetry unit at school right now, and writing a few self-defining poems. I'll likely post three of them. This one was a comic one (because my life is a jOkE hAHA) and because the others were a little more somber.
I'm Still the Same
by Ritika Roy Choudhury
I was 10 years old,
A little naïve
A little too trusting
A little short
A little nice
A little scared
A little excited
I am 17 years old,
Still a little naïve,
Still a little too trusting,
Still a little too short,
Still a little too nice,
Still a little too scared,
Still a little excited,
But now I have boobs.
I'm Still the Same
by Ritika Roy Choudhury
I was 10 years old,
A little naïve
A little too trusting
A little short
A little nice
A little scared
A little excited
I am 17 years old,
Still a little naïve,
Still a little too trusting,
Still a little too short,
Still a little too nice,
Still a little too scared,
Still a little excited,
But now I have boobs.
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