I am...
I am Isabella
I wonder what my future holds
I hear all my friend’s future plans
I see myself traveling the world
I want more than anything to get into a good university
I am Isabella
I pretend to have it all figured out
I feel happy, free, confused and lonely at the same time
I fail at perfection
I worry that I won’t succeed
I cry when I’m frustrated
I am Isabella
I understand that what is meant to be, will be
I say everything happens for a reason
I dream of my life after 2018
I try to picture myself as a mother and wife
I hope to always be happy
I am Isabella.
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