Complications

In a world filled with changes
each and every day..

I feel I’m being judged
for what I do n say..

I remember back to Barbies
and play days at the park..

When I didn’t worry about
other people’s remarks..

Now lookin in the mirror
I see to my surprise..

A completely different person
staring in my eyes..

The care free little girl
I saw at 4 and 5..

Is now becoming a teen..
Just trying to survive...

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