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?


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