Kaitlyn: An Inventory Of Being

I am Kaitlyn.

I am seventeen years old.

I am a student, an artist, and a day-dreamer,

A sister, an aunt, and mostly a friend.

People excite and scare me.

I love going out but I'd rather stay home.

I talk a lot but I'm usually never heard.

I am an extroverted introvert.

I can remember anyone's face and name,

But I have a bad memory.

I'm crazy about lemons

I eat them like oranges,

but I don't like many sour things.

I like drawing better than painting,

And hoodies more than tees,

And coffee way more than tea.

I stress out too much, sometimes,

And smile too much, often,

And laugh too much, always.

But laughter in a crowd will always make me anxious.

I like to be noticed for the things I do,

But I don't like being in the spotlight for too long.

Winter is my favourite season,

But I hate the cold.

A beach in the Bahamas would be nice,

But a cabin in the woods would be better.

I write stories in my mind

But when I put pen to paper,

It rarely makes sense.

I can think of an entire story

and never leave my bed.

I always stick my tongue out when I draw and doodle

Or when I'm really focused on something.

I have a close group of friends,

A mix of guys and girls,

But Bianca is by far the best.

I love horror movies,

Except I don't like getting scared.

I usually hide behind a pillow.

I want to make a big difference in the world,

Someday.

Self-confidence and self-respect,

The most important things in my life.

Sometimes they aren't present.

They get me through each day.

I always help others and put them before myself,

I like seeing other people happy.

But no one ever does that for me.

I'm left to fight and do things myself.

That happens a lot.

The people who are kind and understanding,

They are my favourite.

But I've come to realize that most people now

Are self-centered and inconsiderate.

My name is Kaitlyn,

And this is 2016.