I Am

Who exactly am I? There are the physical traits you can see, my dark chestnut hair, my hazel eyes, my radiant smile. Or do you notice my imperfect skin, my barely tamable eyebrows. The truth? What you see on the outside, is not what matters. What matters the most, to me, is what’s on the inside. It’s a delicate process to find out who I really am. Have you ever created a flower arrangement? After you carefully picking flowers out of the vast garden, it’s time to make something magical. All these different colors, but somehow you will make them work. The placement is crucial, and one off flower? That, would be disappointing. So instead, take your time. Did you really think you would figure me out reading this? Now you realize you’re wrong. Because who I am, can’t be described in just a few words. So instead, take your time. . Is it because I’m constantly changing? Or is it because I’m constantly hiding? This is, who I am.