It’s easy to define who I am

By what I am not.

 

I’m not thin.

I’m not perfect.

I’m not strong.

I’m not helpless.

I’m not lost.

I’m not found.

There’s a path,

But I’m not following it.

 

At the same time…

 

I’m not a druggie.

I’m not in trouble.

I’m not bad.

I’ll never be good.

I’m not a villain.

I’m not a princess.

 

No one is.

 

But me?

Who am I?

What am I?

 

I am…

Almost smart

Almost patient

Almost nice

Almost brave

Almost balanced

Almost trustworthy

Almost talented

Almost cheerful

Almost caring

Almost kind

Almost pretty

Almost fun

Almost confident

Almost myself

 

But I don’t think I ever will be.

 

And that’s okay.

 

Because I’m okay.