Op-Ed Post: How do we really feel?

By 8th-Grade Blogger Soleil Antle

I often catch myself wondering about the future, wondering who I want to be when I’m older–not like the type of job I want, but who I want to be as a person. Do I want to be someone people look up to? This is an original poem about not knowing what the future holds: 

No matter how you feel right now,
About this moment,
This moment will never repeat itself.
Growing up is inevitable.
What do I want to be?
A person everyone trusts?
Someone everyone goes to see? 
In a world where I can be anything,
A world where I could have a crown, 
Or be the most famous,
Or be the smartest of the town,
I would choose to be the quiet listening ear,
Who helps her neighbour through the tears.
I would choose to be the person who holds open the door,
Never a mean word, wouldn’t want to leave a scar.
I would choose to be delicate with a certain poise,
But also a fun person filled with love and joy.
I would choose to see the world,
In all its glory and light.
Finding the beauty in everything,
Throughout the starry sky. 

For me, it’s not what I want to be, but who I want to be. It’s hard to imagine that in a few years I won’t be here, young, with my friends; we will all be separated and on our different paths in life. I want to be someone people remember and trust. In a world where I could be anything, I would choose to be kind.