Ruhi Singh '23

Darling teenager, how I love you

How I love your small insecurities

How I love your attempt to ignore them

How I hate the catcalls and staring you receive in an outfit you once felt confident in

Not anymore, the outfit now hidden in the back of your closet

How I hate the comparisons you make between yourself and others

It is necessary you tell yourself

Little do you know how unnecessary it is

Little do you know that a brighter world awaits you

Little do you know that the only opinion that matters is yours

Oh how I love to see you grow and progress

In three years, oh how I love to see you finally love yourself