What Am I?
What am I?
Obviously I am a Caucasian girl
Human
Homo Sapien
But what else am I?
I am sixteen
Blonde hair
Blue-Green eyes
There must be more though
There must be a personality
Behind the snow white skin
And the ocean colored eyes
If you ask that then
I am a girl
Who lives life to the fullest
And writes poetry about it
I am a girl
Who loves theatre
Digging through
Prop after prop
Just to find the right one
Even if it's just a cup
Up to the elbows in paint
So a set prop is magical
Sacrificing her sanity
Because glitter is everywhere
Just because a leaf
Needed to be sparkly
I am a Properties Master
I am a Student Set Designer
I am my theaters Master Electrician
I am the Head Stage Hand
I am a girl
Who sings her heart out in choir
Hitting the alto notes
With pride in her heart
Walking the neighborhood
For a fundraiser
She doesn't need
Nor wants
I am a girl
Who is often lonely
Creating worlds of wonder
In her head
I am a girl
Who won't back down
To the bullies of life
Even if they're adults
I am a girl
Who is ready
To face the world
With or without someone by her side
I am a girl
Who is an only child
Alone in this life
Till she meets her match
I am a girl
Named Emily
A combo of
Millie and Emma
With a middle name
From her great grandmother
Antonié
A Czech name of the past
And a last name
To be proud of
Urbish
Originally Urbis
I am
Emily
Antonié
Urbish
And I am a girl
Ready for anything
To happen
And happy when it does
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