Trying To Survive

Each and every day,

I feel I’m being judged

For what I do and say

I remember back to racing cars

And play days at the park.

When I didn’t worry about

Other people’s remarks.

Now looking in the mirror

I see to my surprise

A completely different person

Staring in my eyes.

The carefree little girl

I saw at 4 & 5

Is now becoming a woman

Just trying to survive.