I remember.

December I Remember
I remember when I was scared to raise my hand 1st grade and when that fear arose 1st period Friday. I remember praying my crush would be in my same class 6th grade so in 7th grade we could get married.
By eighth I moved and he didn't follow me back on Instagram.
I remember the first time I sold a glass of lemonade and used that change to fill my pocket space and nothing more
but greed.
My pants got to small and I started to realize that the number of my shoe size said I was growing too tall.
I distinctively remember wanting my glory days to come and my feet size to shrink.
I remember chasing boyz around at recess who didn't care to chase me back and I did that until the 9th grade.
and I remember sophmore year and doing things people wanted me to do. caring what people cared about. choosing wrong cuz to people it was right.
today I'm writing about December
when I'll say I remember this moment.
when I stopped caring what people thought about my appearance and why he won't ask me out.
I'll say I remember being the person people looked up to because at least I can look up to myself.
December I'll remember the moments I drink hot coco and stare at the stars
December I'll remember
the good and the bad and ill focus on the good.