Broken but bold enough to bounce back
There was a time I didn’t know my worth.
I didn’t know my purpose.,
I’d felt that way since birth.
I would talk to other girls at school,
but when they formed their cliques,
they did not find me “cool.”
Not cool enough to be part of their group.
I was just their sidekick who
got left out of the loop.
Broken, I was losing my strong will,
but neither was I the type
who could just stand still.
I looked for others like myself; boldly
I bounced back, giddy, in junior high school,
where I formed bonds of gold.
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2025
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