POEM STARTER
To my past self
Write a poem addressed to your past self
Past Self, Don’t Worry
Past self,
I know life was hard
In kindergarten you where a clueless child
That had understanding and yet you didnt
In first grade you started figuring stuff out
Starting to find out that your alone but you still fight to have friends
You always liked ti read then cause it was an escape from the outside world
In second grade a new girl comes
I was always nice to her but she was rude to me
Life forward gets harder
And it won’t stop
In third grade you meet your best friend
A friend that is always there
But then in the middle of the year
COVID hits and you will become alone
Learning the flute and doing online lessons
But that is five years ago now
Who new time flies so fast
In fourth grade you wear masks all year
To not get sick
You start to feel more alone than ever
Cause your friend you made in third grade is being distance from you
But yoi never gave up on being friends with them
That is your best decaion
In fits grade your class is even smaller
You play the flute at mass and in programs
And learn the piano
You feel you don’t have friends
You wanted to go to the public school
Little did you know that sixth grade is worse
That it’s a class of seven
They tried to make everyone friends but you felt left out
You felt you don’t fit in
You felt know one understands you
You felt like that everyone tried to steal and or copy your answers
You felt like a side character back then
But things get better in seventh grade
You make a group of friends
Your still clueless
But you felt like your im the real world with knownone to protect you
Seventh grade was hard with volleyball
Rude people
And just trying to fit in
Eighth Grade got better and worse
You got closer to your friends
But yet you felt like you didn’t have any
You were pressured
You wanted to cry
Your mental health decreased a lot
But then you did something
That now makes your friend group fragile
You become yourself
You understand yourself
But yet your still afraid
All these grades where hard
Middle school sucked
But yet it made you who you are
You understand people
You don’t know what is ahead of you
But your prepared for what is to come
Your ready to fight your battles
Your ready to win the war
Your ready to not be a side character
Your ready to be you
You are ready for the years to come
You are ready for everything
That comes your way
Don’t fret if it goes bad
That is life
And life is hard
But just remember the good times
With those your close with
And help them
And they will help you