Aspects of a Teenage Girl

I am a dreamer, a blank slate,

a creator, a destroyer,

a liar, and a girl who bluntly tells the truth.

I am a walking contradiction.

 

Opposing thoughts always crowding my head.

It's always a battle of, "Should I say it, or should I not?"

My mouth is always ahead of my mind and blurts out whatever it wants to.

But sometimes I do actually think before I say.

 

I am naive enough to think that I am protected by this wall that I've built between me and the world,

but, in reality, the wall is made of glass.

 

I am transparent yet opaque.

I am shallow yet whole. 

 

I don't quite know who I am yet, I am still trying to figure it out.

 

I don't know what my purpose is, but I can't wait until I find my calling; 

or until my calling finds me.

 

In the meantime I am just a girl trying to live her life, one day at a time. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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