I am
I am Sabrina.
I am a high school graduate.
I am a college freshman.
I am a young adult.
I entered the workforce,
I left my parents home,
was out on my own.
I stumbled and fell,
continue to stumble and fall.
I struggle.
I am young,
reckless,
full of good intentions.
I am thoughtful and thoughtless.
I am a daughter,
sister,
friend.
I am a disppointment at times
I am also a source of pride.
I can be harsh and hasty.
I can be heartless.
I can try my hardest
and not be enough.
I am a child.
I am an adult.
I am expected to be ready for the world.
I admit I don't much know what I'm doing.
But I can say that I am human.
I am me.
I am.
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