palette

when i was 12,
i liked hot pink
and all the stereotypical things
people my age liked –
one direction was my jam
and skirts my program.

now, i am 17,
prefer purple over pink,
which has more depth,
and make my own path
with music and NF
and jeans and sweats.

i may not know everything,
but i know more than 12
now at 17
i feel like i’m finally fine.

A/N: This poem needed to be in all lower-case letters. I don’t know why, but it needed and needs to be.

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