Freshman year,
I was teased for being ridiculous and naïve
I felt as though
I needed boys to defend my name
To help me to feel safe, protected, and secure
I had two friends who did that for me
They were my lights
And my protectors
In a sea of students
Who I felt judged and belittled meTo be honest,
Now, halfway through Junior Year,
Everything has changed
And somehow nothing has changedIn a way, nothing has changed,
I still am a bit ridiculous and naive
I often don't know things
And regularly someone
Will have to explain something
Dark or dirty
To me
I still hold
The "good girl" card
In my back pocket,
Like an ID,
Waiting to be whipped out
At the scene of a wreckYet, at the same time; everything has changed,
Nowadays, I am confident in my silliness
And I believe that my naivety is a good thing.Freshman year
I felt as though I needed to boys to protect me
From the teasing,
And though I am grateful
For the boys who did,
I am ever so grateful
That I no longer need them
To feel secureLately, I wear my innocence as a mark of pride I'm proud of who I am
I'm proud of the purity
That my ridiculousness carries.
I no longer need boys to stick up for me
I can stick up for myselfI cannot be belittled
For the little I know
For I am proud to say
That the things I know
I do not wish to dwell on
And the things I don't know
I don't particularly care to learnI don't judge those who care to know
Nor those who have known
For far longer than I,
I simply respect them
And pray they respect me,
But even if they don't,
I respect me.01/23/23
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Poetry***PSA- PLEASE TAKE TIME TO READ MY MOST RECENT ADDITIONS TO THIS POETRY SAGA. I've been writing in this poetry journal since 2016 and they do get progressively better and more insightful.*** thank you carry on: These poems contain snippets of my...