Not Chosen
Writing Prompt for the word chosen
I decided to post this on my page as well. This is my poem from Carolyn Jones writing challenge this week using the word “chosen”.
Not chosen
Not the favorite
I was loved
Still not the favorite
I would never be
Not Chosen at school
Misunderstood
Talked to much
Then not enough
Dreamed too much
Not neat enough
Not cute enough
These were the messages I heard
When the teachers didn’t choose me
Not chosen
For the cheering squad
My friends were
and I was not
Our friendships weren’t the same after that.
They chose other friends
and not me.
Not chosen as a 10-year-old girl
Sitting with my family as the show went on
hoping to be chosen
to be part of the show
My hand raised
I watch as little girls were picked one by one
I noticed they were cute
I was walked past
I was plain and tomboyish
Too young to care
The chosen pretty girls danced
They were not like me
and it occurred to me
That’s why they were chosen
I noticed then
So young
That beauty did matter
Yet, I’ve also been chosen
So many times,
Every client that requested me to do their hair
and to use me for pet care
I am chosen
With every positive recommendation I receive
Every book that I sell
My husband chose me so long ago
He continues to choose me each day.
I’m learning to choose myself now
It takes practice, but I’m learning how.
Why do the times I was not chosen, still sting the most?
Trying to love that little girl during a difficult time of her life.
My husband Mike and I last summer at the shore. He chooses me every day! I am learning to choose myself as well.





I was never chosen for anything. Actually, I'm sort of grateful for that. I would've been a much different person if I had been, and not necessarily in a good way. When you get older, you realize how unimportant being popular is. You're cool, Jane.
I felt every word of this Jane 🙏