Growing and changing Poem
I keep on getting taller,
People say I’m ‘filling out’!
My voice keeps going squeaky
Whenever I talk or shout.
My face is getting spotty,
‘Don’t pick them or they’ll scar!’
My hair keeps getting greasy
And I’ve just bought my first bra.
One minute I am laughing,
The next I want to cry!
My emotions are all over the place - can someone tell me why?
It can be a little scary –
All these changes that I see.
But it’s also quite exciting
What is happening to me.