when i grow up.

when i grow up
i want to be different

not a cookie cutter
wife and mom

when i grow up
i want to help

not just get by
thinking of myself

when i grow up
i wanna be loud

not keep my opinion
boxed up in my head

when i grow up
i wanna be memorable

not just a face
in a crowd.

when i grow up
i wanna be me

not a pretender.
just me.

Reviews

[melissa]

This poem reminds me of how I felt before I met Jake because before I met him I was so missable almost all the time