There’s Something About

I wrote this poem on a whim after finding inspiration from a picture of myself at a younger age…

There’s something about being innocent and pre heartbreak.

There’s something about hair that’s virgin to bad haircuts.

There’s something about lips that have never been kissed.

There’s something about putting on too much lipgloss because it was the only form of “makeup” you felt compelled to wear.

There’s something about the brightness within eyes that are virgin to iPhone and iMac desktop screens.

There’s something about having jet black hair virgin to hair experiments.

There’s something about having pre pimple, flawless skin.

There’s something about taking a perfectly executed selfie before it was labeled such a thing via a bulky Kodak camera.

There’s something about not knowing that capturing a moment would be so very vital to your future self.

There’s something about thinking that you’re ugly when the boys at school just needed glasses.

There’s something about not knowing just how strikingly beautiful you are simply because you don’t have a boyfriend.

There’s something about being 15.

P.S. Oh, “How I wish I could be where I was when I wanted to be where I am now.”

XO, Raenewed Lifestyle



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I was just thinking today about how weird life is. Many people have described it as a rollercoaster because as all of us can attest there are the given ups and downs. But there are also those times when you’ve gotten to the part of the ride that doesn’t make your stomach drop too much and brings out the laugh, it’s the funniest part of the ride thus far. But then imagine all of a sudden the ride jolting to an unexpected stop because the ride has malfunctioned. And you wonder to yourself, “What in the world just happened?!”

That’s where I am in my life and it’s the most unsettling feeling because I just knew that I was finally in a place of acceptance. But a person can only accept so much. I know that this too shall pass. And I have a feeling that although the ride has come to a jolting stop I can get it riding again if I keep moving on. If I throw out the kinks through busying myself with things that make me happy. Maybe pick up a new hobby, take lessons on an instrument I’ve always wanted to play, lose the rest of those unwanted pounds, continue to work towards receiving great grades in my classes. I know that this is a trial that I’ve been given for a reason and if I decide to take it with a grain of salt I’ll find myself bloom more than ever before. This RAENEWED LIFESTYLE is kicking me in the buttocks. But I’m still…


P.S. Sometimes when you feel like you’re crashing God has waiting for you a windfall.