Changes (We all hate them right? Except the good ones!)
I do my best
But that's not enough
I gotta be strong
I gotta be tough
Be myself
But they think it's not right
It's impossible for me to change
Why can I not cry for one night?
I change my hair,
Change my clothes
I act differently
I put make-up on my face and nose
Then I found out
I never needed to change
There was always
Another way in my range
So now I never needed
To change my hair
Or my clothes
But now, my life seems so bare
(Winter 2008, Age 11, Door County, Wisconsin)
poem by Emma Alberts
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