Who am I do you ask?

Who am I do you ask?

You tell me to be authentic- to peel off that mask

But how do I convey something to you that I rarely see?

Underneath the surface, the lies, tangled in confused misery

But I’ll tell you something, I’ll do my best. 

I’ll humor you and describe myself; you figure out the rest. 

Behind all the filters, I am a girl in this world looking to make a change. 

I am eager, I am curious, some do call me strange.

I see the world through a different eye.

I want to love, I want to live, I want those things you can’t buy.

I have hopes, I have dreams, I have questions unanswered.

But what sets me apart? Now that I can’t answer, not in this manner.

The most authentic part of me is that I do not know.

Where my life will lead me; the places I’ll go

Behind the filters, behind the masks, behind all that hides truth

I am eager to begin my life, to be someone, to grow out of my youth.

But I promise you this, because you did ask first, remember?

I’ll stay true to myself, whoever that is, now and forever.