Who Am I?
Who am I at the end of the day?
No longer masked beneath media, makeup, and fake smiles
What out of all that does stay,
Am I even worthwhile?
i am quirky and shy,
Though at times impulsive and naive.
I tend to defy as much as I comply,
My goals I strive to achieve.
I enjoy the simplest of things,
A good book to read on a rainy day,
The joy that laughter brings,
Dozens of flowers in a vibrant bouqet
Though others adorn themselves with worthless things,
I find my value as a child of the King.
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