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this is a piece of mine that's been published... from about two years ago i'm not a fan of it, but apparently the people who read it were meh

turns on music, starts to jump
behind closed doors
with the music turned up.
looks in the mirror
likes what she sees
but isnt the little girl
she used to be.
everyone else is
growing up too fast
so she is determined 
to be the last.
so she dresses up
in crowns and bows
&cartoon characters
so no one knows
how slowly but surely
she’s becoming more mature
but keeping young
on the outside of her.
because she can’t stand it
and doesn’t want it to occur
though many others
do not concur.
talk of drugs and alchohol
police cars and death
while telling these stories
with nicotene on their breath.
so there she goes
happy and free 
as she is saying
“i’m happily me”.
others see her as vain
or just plain odd
but she doesn’t care
greets them with ‘hi’ and a nod.
in her own little world
of rainbows and smiles
so far she has come
miles and miles.
this girl to you
may be imaginary
but you know what?
this.is.me.