Dear Young Me,
I am sorry that you are anxious.
I am sorry that your not popular.
I am sorry that your not perfect.
I am sorry that your not like the others
I am sorry that you crazy.
I am sorry that your the tall one.
I am sorry that you think your not good enough
I am sorry people don’t appreciate you
Because if they did then maybe they’d know that you are
Trying your hardest at school
Don’t always understand things
Your a outgoing girl
You are determined to do anything
Your afraid of losing your friends
You feel sad
I am sorry your not popular like the others
I am sorry you aren’t the others
I am not sorry that you are you