'glow-up grow up scholarship slam'; scholarship entry; glow up grow up; scholarship
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After months of questions and denials,
I finally gave It a title.
“Do you remember asking if I might be anorexic?
I put up quite a fight,
But I think you might be right.”
Growing up is hard, but we often don’t have a choice
Some people try to fight it while others rejoice
I knew I was growing up. I started college in the fall
Years and years of fun and joy,
complete and blissful innocence.
Growing up comes when life is no longer easy.
Years and years of new adventures,
all with happy endings.
It started small, harmless, a single strand growing at the cusp of my ankle.
I plucked it.
She came back; this time with a friend
They too were plucked.
I wish the grass was greener on this side.
I wish it wasn't too hard for my mom to provide.
I wish there were no cops that could care less in front of my eyes,
As a little girl, I always had trouble forming close friendships.
Maybe it was due to my inherent shyness,
but two or three buddies were the cut-off for the fellowships,
because of a strange shortage of kindness.
There comes a moment in life.
When time is set to speed up and start.
It is impossibe to know where you'll end up.
Time has so many possibilities.
Your life..so many memories.
Growing.
I once believed adults had it all together.
I once believed they could stand through any weather.
I once believed I would become just as strong.
Plastic in the ocean,
Fields lay barren
A child stares on
As they learn
What humanity truly is
And what they truly do.
A milky white substance
Condensed into one area
Grows on one place you hate the most
Your face
Your perfect face
Now riddled with acne
Pimples covering
What used to be smooth
I live my whole life
on top of the game
my grades were just the same
I try the best
and ace my test.
distractions?
when I'm
working on fractions
my mind clears out
Without an end there can be no beginning,
An end of doubt,
An end of isolation,
An end of self-pity,
An end of excuses,
Hopeless dreams filed a dreary headEvery morning greeted dreadleaving one meek and lowlydarkness growing ever slowlypeace and peril seem to sail closer everyday a sorry suckis hardly a husk of a lesser state all the while still persistent hoping f
The bell I must follow to class down the hall
The directions I must follow so I do not lose my way
The schedule I must follow so I meet state requirements
The teacher I must follow to complete my assignment
I used to play outside and enjoy the sun
I was oblivious to world problems
I was an only child,
which was the best time of my life
And I used to be carefree
But then I stopped going outside
Grow
Learn to love, to wish, to make, to grow
To leave
To go and grow
To leave and learn
And take what you make, make a name, name a place
And go
And grow
Being a kid
Living the dream, right?
No bills, no responsibilities
School and play and sleep, school and play and sleep
Maybe for the priveleged few
In this world, not everyone is so lucky.
Gone were the days of innocence; I’m all grown-up now.
I woke up today on the couch instead of my bed; I’m all grown-up now.
Mom, there's blood on the sheets. What are pads? I’m all grown-up now.
Education is not so pink and white,
It takes a alot and is a solo fight,
You reach highs and lows, but are blind by strife,
Until we reach the end and forget to breathe,
We do not think we are a whole bean,
