young wing
One day, you'll grow up.
One day, everything will change.
It may not seem like it now, considering you're having fun, being yourself, being happy.
But that happiness, will soon fade away.
It sounds sad, yes I know.
I know it sounds uncomfortable and weird.
But, you'll face that. After all, that's how you'll look in front of your peers.
It's not for a long time, though. It'll be okay, they'll get used to you, in their own way.
Everything will be okay. Don't stress child, don't stress.
Even if you cry, cry those pretty little tears,
And as soon as you think your life is stripped away, gone.
Know that God has your back.
Don't fear.
He has you, you're under His wing.
Knowing that, you'll show Him and everyone that you're His child.
Nothing will go wrong in His hands.
Even though, I’m your future self… You're wondering if we ever made it through.
We did, because I would be here right now, writing this poem to you.
What I would tell you to do, is stay being happy, stay kind, stay respectful. It's okay, don't stress
Everything will be okay, it's just at rest.
I know I look horrible right now, with my messy hair, blotched makeup, and tired eyes
But, I promise you, it's nothing. I just want to make sure we both succeed.
Yes, both of us. After all, you're little me.
You shouldn't have to think that you aren't enough. You are, I promise you are. And you will always be.
It may not seem like it, but trust me, you're the greatest person anyone could meet.
And if they don't think so, oh well.
Because I think so. I think that you're enough. And that? Is enough.
I love you, little me.
I love you.
- A.D
primal bronze