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.