In Junior High They always tell us

This will be when you’ll undergo changes

Changes and Changes

Emotional

Mental

Physical

Changes

But what They don’t tell you

Is that You will open your eyes

To what You were blind to before

You see people in a way

You never did before

You see the Girl who tries to hide her inner insecurity

Behind a strong, impervious, exterior

You see the Boy who fights to control people so he can control

Everyone else

You see the Hierarchy that is formed

You see the Top of The Hierarchy

You see Them Believe that in Every Way

They are more Important

Than Everybody else

You see through the lies; the deceit

You see through the facades; the costumes

You see the Girls

You see the ones who conform to what They believe is Beautiful

And You see the ones who truly are Beautiful because Of Who They Are

You see the ones who care too much

About how They look

And You see the ones who could care less

You see who is pretty just for other people

And You see the ones who are pretty for themselves

You see your fellow Boys

You see those who believe they are better than You

Because

They’re more Athletic

They’re Stronger

They’re Faster

They can Jump Higher

They can Run Farther

Or, The best one, They’re Heavier than You

You see Teachers

You Respect Most, Some not so Much

You see the Hardships they face

The Lack of Recognition, The Families They spend Less Time with

You see Their Best Effort Every Day

You see the Heroes that They Are

Yet You see the Disrespect Thrown in Their Faces Every Day

You see the Heroes among Your Peers also

You see the Kids who Don’t Conform

Who Don’t Care about Popularity

Who Don’t Care about How They Look In Front of Others

Who Don’t Wear the Costumes and the Facades

Who, despite the Pressures Thrown at them

Don’t Let Their Morals Become Compromised

Who Never Believe that They’re Better than the Next Person

Who Don’t Give a Damn about Looking Pretty For Everybody Else

Because

They Want The World to Look Beyond Their

Physical Characteristics

They Want The World To See

Who They Are Underneath It All

Their Hidden Talents

Their Values

Their Heart

They are Who They Are

Who They Want To Be

Because They Never Conformed to What They Knew Wasn’t Right

You Wish You Could be like That

You Wish You Could Say Screw It

To Everything You Never Believed In

You Wish that When Those Who You Know

Who Aren’t Real

Who Don’t Believe That Every Single Person Is Equal

Who Believe It’s All a Matter of Popularity

You Wish That When They Look Down Upon You

You Could Say

Who Would You Be If The Rest Of Us Never Propped You Up?