Caitlin DeAguero
English 1-7

Caitlin was the name I was stuck with,
and i’m stuck with it until the day i fade away.
even when i wish for something more exciting
like the way the name summer not only describes a season,
but a childs name.
The bright shiny sun, no school, and blue teeth from the snowcones.
names the describe memories.
Tripping over the sound of my name
breaking through my confidence bubble
I used to dream of the mad runway
models surrounded the busy scenes
everywhere you looked,
or went,
someone always knew you.
My world was in my head
creations, model schedules, and giant diamond earrings.
I was famous
everyone knew me.
Intending to not like my name,
I realized,
year by year
moment by moment
I was human. Everything had happened for a reason.
The way my face was shaped,
the way my green eyes didn’t pop out like the blue ones I pictured.
I grew up
matured into the person I was,
not Summer all in my head,
but Caitlin, in the real world.