Blonde hair rests on her shoulders,
Green eyes wink and gaze
If only they could see behind the boulders,
That hide her true ways.
She longs for tendrils of sunlight,
A ray of peace from her Savior
But instead she wears a smiling mask,
Ready for the next academic endeavor.
I am that girl- so calm, cool, and collected
I exude confidence while reading my textbooks
Because I yearn to see the praising looks,
That come from being respected.
But peel back the polished mask and you'll find,
A girl who wants to lay back and just unwind
To see what her God has in store,
letting her not worry so much anymore.
I am that girl who wants to trust God,
Instead of always stressing
I am that girl who longs to be thawed,
Out of her stiff, competitive dressing.