Becoming myself Rising from the ashes of a girl Into the fires of womanhood I am between Slowly, gradually I am finding things about myself that I never knew Was it that I never asked? Or is it newly hatched? That I'll never know But surely I am becoming me Flaming feathers of confidence rising every month or so As I molt my childhood fears My body shifts to accommodate for life ahead And make me beautiful Victory comes closer As required schooling gets closer to ending and college creeps in Drama is soon to taint my crimson Pressure increases But I will continue to transform Despite all this And become the brightest phoenix I can be
The brighter side of teenage life, the transitioning time.