Life Goes On

One door closes,
So another is opened.

One chapter ends,
So another begins.

Remember the past dearly,
Leave it behind.

Take the good memories,
Forget the bad times.

Don't look behind,
Turn your gaze on the future.

Move forwards eagerly,
Don't be afraid.

Whatever comes will come,
You will face it.

Life goes on,
The world keeps turning.

Barbie Dolls

I loved you.
You came alive
At my touch,
Walking, talking,
Styling your hair,
Changing your clothes,
Imagining you to life.

Even now...
Although age dictates
I shouldn't,
I still feel your charms.
So pretty
But now unreal,
More plastic than magic.
The time draws near -
Try on one more dress,
Brush your hair
For the final time.
Say goodbye.

All things change,
Come to an end.

Never Anyone

I'm tired of waiting.

Everyone else gets a taster -
Clumsy primary school kisses,
Cheesy Valentine's cards,
Playful flirting, honing skills,
High school "loves",
Walking down a corridor hand-in-hand,
Stealing kisses between classes,
Acting lovey-dovey and ridiculous,
Slow dances at school discos.

I know it's stupid,
That none of that stuff really means anything
But I can't help but feel I've missed out.
I want to listen to love songs
And actually know what they're talking about.

I'm not going to try to rush things.
I've already thrown away one first.
I don't regret it, much.
Just -
For once someone was
Interested in me,
Looked at me as more than a friend.
I'm not used to that
And I liked it.

I'm confident in myself,
I know I'm not
Unattractive.
I'm waiting for someone else to
Notice that.

As I Am

"I don't care what they think"
Sometimes it just sounds like a front,
What you're supposed to say.
You're meant to just hold your head up high
And let the looks and comments
Slide past you.

It is hard:
The self-doubt,
The pressure to conform to the majority.
But standing tall
Feels good.

It's taken a while but
It's no longer a front for me.
I used to stay quiet
Instead of saying something "wrong",
I used to dress in a way that
Wasn't quite me.
Now I'm comfortable in myself.
What I wear,
How I behave -
It makes me feel good.

And yeah, there's still
Moments
Where I feel like
Retreating,
Putting my walls up again.
But not around
People I actually care about.
I surround myself with those
Who accept me.
No one else matters.

Because the thing is,
I genuinely don't care.