Euphoria is
pulling on a binder and a crew neck t-shirt
baggy jeans and hoodies
dark crystal necklaces and kandi bracelets
faded and broken-in black converse that show off funky socks
euphoria is
the way my hair curls around my face and flounces fresh from the shower
the way the veins in my hands pulse green and blue
the way my muscles burn after hitting the gym
the way eyeliner sticks to my eyelashes for a few days, even though I try to scrub it off
euphoria is
slouching and standing wide legged
sitting with my legs spread
bruised knees and scrapes
rough skin and a ruddy nose
standing tall with my shoulders back, proud
but most of all
euphoria is just being me
loving myself and the body that I live in
and the way I will be when I’m older
knowing that I’m okay
because I know who I am.
