Just Me
Same routine everyday,
wake up, walk the dog, straighten my hair, put makeup on, get dressed.
Each day I do the same thing.
It gets tiring sometimes,
always having to make sure I look pretty enough for the people around me.
Sometimes right before I go to sleep I look in the mirror and see me, just me.
No make up, hair unbrushed, and wearing sweats and slipper socks.
Underneath the makeup and fancy outifits,
I am a girl who loves to sing, read, and excercise.
When I go out in public without the makeup or dressy clothes,
People give me looks and ask, "Are you ok?" or "Oh my, you look tired!"
I just smile and say, "No, I am great!"
I came to realize that I am more than a stereotype,
The pretty school girl that gets good grades and is nice to everyone.
I am me, the girl who works hard for her grades, accepts people for who they are, and doesn't care what they think of her.
I am the girl who gives just because she can,
and helps whenever it is needed.
I am the girl who takes people in and gives them confidence to go after their goals.
I am the girl who helps a friend with his school work,
and provides food and money for his family who is financially unstable.
I am the girl who volunteers because of the happy feeling I get,
knowing I made someone's life better.
There is more to me than meets the eye,
I learned to show the face without the makeup and the glam,
Because I know that the people who love me will accept me no matter what,
and I am me, a beautiful me.
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