I'm not always the most beautiful...
Or the most in shape.
I'm not even the smartest or funniest.
I have several speech impediments
That I work through everyday.
I am very critical of myself,
And I sometimes hate the person I have become....
Not because I'm the asshole that I used to be...
But because I feel... when I didn't before.

When people used to describe me...
The first trait usually stated was nonchalant....
I didn't let things phase me...
Especially not little things...
But now at 25 I care so much...
About everything....
I'm such a different person....
It's scary.
Who am I becoming?