Poetry From The Eye of A Storm

Phases

My whole life people have told me what I do is just a phase. What's just a phase? The way I dress, the way I cut my hair. Why do you care? Ten years from now nothing I did will matter. You say we will laugh about this when I'm older and that you told me so. No, ten years from now I'm going to look at those pictures and say wow, that's what I liked back then. I will not be embarrassed because at that time, I felt good with what I wore. Ten years from now I can not say what I will wear or if my style will change. All I can do is love who I am now and wait. I like suits not dresses and maybe one day I, may..