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.