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Feb 2016
Dear me,

why is it that i worry daily about America,

and my mind is always stuck in a classical era,

why is it that i want to become a lawyer,

or a warrior for people's rights for anyone's rights,

why is there this powerful light

shining in me, telling me to be something not many people expect me to be,

i don't get it you see?

why can't i just be obsessed with one direction,

instead of listening deeply to long lectures,

that i actually enoy,

why can't i just focus on liking a boy,

even though i know he'll treat me like a toy,

why can't i just be a normal girl, who wears make up and twirls her hair twenty four seven,

why can't i just be a normal teenager who lives, breathes, and dreams about her crush named kevin?

but no, i'm a fourteen year old girl

who enjoys fighting for others rights,

who enjoys writing poetry,

who enjoys listening to classical music,

who enjoys speaking her mind,

and being kind.

i don't know if i'm just blind or something,

but why am i like this?

it's like i've been kissed

by indifference,

which really wasn't my intention.

oh but did i forget to mention

that i am happy about the way i am,

i just wish people would accept me for me,

you see, wishes dont always come true

but as long as you believe in you, everything will be okay,

and people will learn to accept me one day,

just know that you are in amazing human being,

who will eventually find her meaning,

you're fudging amazing, and beautiful, and smart, and filled with so much art.

and its okay if not everyone sees you that way,

but they will one day,

you just wait and see okay?

with love, ameia.
a letter to myself.

((no offense to anyone by the way))
m i a
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