I am a daughter, a sister, a granddaughter, a niece, a friend, a student. A young girl, a grown woman. I am confident and scared, terrified and excited. I am loving, and caring and thoughtful and hopeful. I am sick and tired. I am shy and friendly, and careful and careless. I am broken and whole, I am misunderstood, misguided and mislead. I am hard working and determined, but a little scared on the inside. I wish on stars and dream my dreams. I cry my tears just to let my feelings out, I smile whenever because keeping a frown hurts my cheeks.

Strangers think I'm quiet and shy. My friends think I'm fun but my best friends know I'm crazy because there's a wild side to every innocent face.