My Way Poem by growing out of a shatterd dream

I did things your way
You didn’t want to swim
We didn’t swim
You didn’t want me chillen with guys
I stopped talking to my guy friends
Now I wana have fun
So I will things are going my way
I will swim
I will chill with my guy friends
I will die my hair
I will were dresses
I will get a piercing
I will were high heels
I will listen to my music
I will hang out with your ex’s
I will live my life my way
BY VICTORIA BONKER