I am a Pentecostal Christian. 

Every day, walking around the halls of my high school, I feel lost.

Familiar faces try to assign identities to me.

They tell me I’m not good enough

They tell me I don’t dress right

And they tell me I don’t act right.

But, I refuse to succumb to their pleas of alteration.

What they don’t know, is that under every layer of mascara I put on,

Lies a girl with higher morals and ethics than most.

I refuse to get drunk

I refuse to smoke

I refuse to fornicate

I refuse to cheat

I refuse to steal

And most of all, I refuse to hate.

Many would assume that a Christian lifestyle is oppressive;

But I disagree.

I will always have fun

I will always laugh

I will always love

And most of all, I will always put my God before any other.