Who Are You
My pretensions now become me. Now you know that
once upon a time I was innocent. I could skip a heart-
beat and survive. The clouds could fall from the sky and
the oceans disappear. That is such as a life and how
matters come to be.
I learned there is safety in hiding, that if people do not
know I am here, they cannot bother me. I hide from the
souls of ice. Everybody thinks that equality comes from
identifying people.
Yet, the misfits, the troublemakers; the ones who see
things differently-you can glorify or vilify them. But you
cannot ignore us. Because WE change things. We are
crazy enough to think we can change the world, and
WE are the ones who do.
And when I least expect it, life sets me a challenge to
test my courage and willingness to change. At such a
moment, there is no fault in pretending that nothing has
happened or in saying that I am not ready. The challenge
will not wait.
The truth is-I do not quite know how to say HOW I FEEL.
Those three words are not enough. And I have been
asked, "WHO ARE YOU?" Those three words are
inquired too much.
Who am I? Who could I be? I do not know.
What would you change? What could I change about
myself?
I want to change my answer. I am weary of never
knowing who I am or who I could be if I only let it go.
I am all that I am, all that I ever was. I am a child of
God and a friend of few whom I trust. I am a sister and
beloved daughter-a hopeless romantic and writer. I am
a girl who has made careless mistakes and hopes that
someone will tell her how beautiful she is. I am the girl
whom you may already know.
I want to inspire people. I want someone to look at me
and say, "Because of you I DID NOT GIVE UP." I want
to accept failures and learn to not judge so harshly.
Is this the answer that you are looking for? You see
me as you want to see me-in the simplest terms.
Does that answer your question?