I just wanted my first kiss before I turned 17. 16 Is the age where I should have been swept off my feet. Fallen in love. Had the time of my life. Instead I worried to much. Fell to deep. Made the same mistakes. Shut the people most important to me out. Lost some of my best friends. But gained some new ones. This year, I learned so much about myself. I changed in so many ways. Yet in every aspect I may be the same. I just don’t think I’m the same girl anymore. The one who walked around with the worries of the world. I learned to let go. I learned to forgive I learned mostly, to forget. But slowly put every bad moment away. Far away in a box, where one day I’ll have to deal with them. One day. 16, 16 was the year, where I’d lost myself. And then found myself again. 16 was the year, where I wasn’t the new girl anymore. I was Mariyah, That wild, crazy, nice one. Nice. I was that girl who was always there for you. But had few people there in return. 16, 16 is the year, that I spent pining over someone who never gave two thoughts about me. 16 is the year, that I wanted to become beautiful, and pretty and desirable. 16 was the year, where I wanted to change someones life for the better. 16 was the year, where I ended up changing many peoples lives. 16 was the year, that few changed mine. It was the year of finding out that people you love the most disappoint you the greatest, But that no matter what, if they mean anything, they’ll always find there way back. 16 was the year, where I may have not gotten everything, like that kiss. But what matters. 16 was where I found out who I was. 16 is the girl i’ll be for the next 20 days
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CARMAH