Who I am
As I stare at this question my mind begins to ponder for answers.
Answers that seem to make my heart race, my mind beginning to pound and breathing quickening.
Who am I?
I am a 17 year old teenager.
I am a survivor from the Pine Ridge Reservation.
I am a fighter struggling to live.
Who am I?
I am a fighter for equal rights of both genders.
I am a female wrestler that is ready to quick ass.
I am a griever for the lose of my four year old brother.
Who am I?
I am a person that sees no ethnicity.
I am a person that its opened to the thought of love in any form.
I am a conquer fighting for the rights of others lives.
Who am I?
I am a person trying to persevere past my mistakes.
I am another person trying to right my wrongs.
I am a fighter trying to live on with my baby brothers memories.
Who am I?
I am not a single word or the sentence on this page, I am a fighter that will never stop growing.
I am not a person that will stop.
I am unstoppable.