Because I Didn't Get a Prom

I wrote this poem a few months ago. The style is a lot different than what I write in now. Feel free to give me feedback about which you like better :)

Because I didn't get a prom
I get to recover
Because I don't have the chance to buy a dress
I get a second chance at living
Because I'm giving up my old habits
it proves I'm not just giving up

Although my graduation party isn't likely
at least my future is
Although I won't have senior pictures
at least I'll see ultra sound ones
Although the last six weeks have felt completely hopeless
at least I'm not six feet under

I used to treat my skin like paper
willing to shred it for hours
But I'm beginning to treat myself as a person
willing to paste together my wounds

I used to strive for flawlessness
with a probability of inauthenticity
But now I'm striving for a personality
with a probability of embracing my defects

I used to sacrifice my future
because of right now
But I'm starting to sacrifice right now
In hope for my future

People are living
The world is greening
But I, myself, am just beginning