Who Am I
The pen on this paper will not tell you who I am.
I stand quietly, I do not show the person I truely am.
A smile, A laugh, and A grin.
I will forever pretend.
Strong on the surface,
Confident as if I know my purpose
Wise and willing to understand
Always forgiving and open to lend a hand.
Is this the person I am?
A quiet little girl, scared and insecure
Lonely and unsure.
Seeking happieness on foreign land.
Is this the person I am?
Perhaps this question still remains unanswered
Until I take a stand.
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