I was just trying to be what you wanted

I’m pretty now

I had the braces

I still get spots, and I wince at my reflection

No one sees them like we do

I worked hard and got the degree

I’m pretty now

Four years of fireworks and cheap drinks

A little bit of a pandemic too

I write still

I’m pretty now

We stopped drawing and horseriding

I’d like to do them again

I was just trying to be what you wanted

Everyday since the braces came off

I don’t know what I want to be now

It’s never been enough