Pretty

Since high school I’ve been trying to be pretty. New clothes. New friends. New personality . Being less nerdy. Less of who I used to be way back when. But see the problem is, I’m still who I used to be in middle school. No matter how much makeup I wear. No matter how many hoodies I throw away. I’m still Ameirah Rivers. The girl with the strange walk. And the funny fashion taste. With the weird taste in men. She wasn’t messed up. Nothing was wrong with her. They were white and skinny, And she was just Ameirah. And that’s ok. Be Ameirah. Bring joy to peoples faces Make them look twice Stand your ground. Argue back. Keep living. Keep nerding out. You’re authentic. Not covergirl. Just Ameirah.