I am..

I am...

the forgettable in most cases,

unforgettable in others.

I used to be the girl who trusted another.

But now I am different.

Mostly because I meet with this thing called love.

You know the thing that goes with peace that is represented as a symbol of a dove.

It excites you and makes you feel high,

like there is no limit and you can touch the sky.

The thing that kept me holding on.

And after two perfect months the light keeping me from darkness was hard to find.

But..I thought love was something I could define..

Instead love ended up hurting me by playing with my head and saying goodbye to be with my friend.

The only thing holding me back from love and hate was a thin line.

I am... a survivor.

After love I meet with pain,

something I had so much to gain.

School was bad,

and I was sad.

Life was getting harder to think about as insults were loud,

and I was not proud.

People didn't understand me.

" What was wrong with me? ", I was breaking down trying to understand and see.

But I survived to know after three years of middle school I had to figure out how to love me.

Now I am strong..

And I refuse to be weak.

Cause I know the road gets tough and long.

I am the girl who searches for truth and stay to myself.

Still wondering if I could every love anyone else.

I am the girl who is not worried about the world but achieving things in the things I do.

As I look forward to the future and know that my work will be true.

I can now be described as alot of things that people see.

But I will never be like the old me.

I am.. a fighter.