Author's Note: Hi. This was my most challenging fanfic to write. I had no idea how to start or what to do. So I pretty much had writer's block for about a week. Finally on the 7th day at about 10:30 at night I wrote this. This isn't my best poem ever, but please read it anyway.
Being Myself
I miss being Stargirl.
I miss being myself.
I miss going to my enchanted place.
I miss playing my ukulele.
I miss my beautiful, floor-length dresses.
I miss singing "Happy Birthday" to my classmates.
I miss leaving change on the ground everywhere I go.
I miss spying on Peter Sinkowitz.
I miss being nothing.
I miss Dori Dilson.
I miss Cinnamon.
I used to be so happy, when I was Stargirl,
But now, my name is Susan,
And I'm not happy anymore.
I hate being Susan.
I hate wearing this stupid makeup.
I hate wearing "normal" clothes.
I hate not doing nice things for other people.
I hate not carrying Cinnamon around.
I hate being normal.
There's only two stones in my happy wagon
Because I hate pretending to be something I'm not.
My vision was everyone at Mica High
Cheering wildly for me because I won the state oratorical contest
Was completely, totally wrong.
Why do I want to fit in so much?
Why even try to fit in?
Why should I have to be someone I'm not?
Why should I have to be normal?
Do I really need to be popular?
No.
I don't need to be popular.
I don't want to be normal.
I shouldn't have to change who I am
Just because someone tells me to,
Even if that person is the person I love the most.
I don't want to be Susan anymore.
I rip off the t-shirt and the jeans I'm wearing
And grab my favorite lemon-yellow dress
And put it on.
I smile.
I'm Stargirl once again.
I am me.
Yeah... like I said, not my best story. Or poem, I should say. But please review anyway and thanks for reading! ~EdwardCullenFan713