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?

 

 

 

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