You Ask Who She Is.

Elegant, yet simple, confident, Mistaken for a seventeen year old at times, Goes to the park every weekend, She spends her summers with her family, Volleyball under the rain, soda is her addiction, Education keeps her going, Sugary, Bitter-sweet heart, Spanish pop singer, her hips dance to life's music, Movie watcher, Nicholas Sparks reader, books are second world, Algebra genius, tends to be right, inconvenient attitude, She zips her mouth shut to keep a secret, this means she's trustworthy, Little voices in her mind guide her life, light brightens her path, Walks around in converse high tops, her dresses get blown by the wind, Her lover receives her kisses, her heart is tender, she needs to be handled with care, Her life consists of colors, when nothing has light, Poetry helps her, her pen and her get along perfect, She runs around a field in soccer cliques, Likes to go to Burger King, her friends are her third half, You see her heart is big enough for different people, She might be able to fill the world in there, They call her a nerd, for she uses big words, she smiles, Her dreams are higher than a mountain, she stays strong, Head low, with horns, she's a bull, she'll fight, Little kids are her joy, she can play hide and seek for hours, Never pays attention to her science teacher, listens to her parents, Enjoys watching wrestling, writes lyrics to finally become a composer, Studies to become a teacher, Her dearest cousins became her diary, her teddy bears became her shoulder to cry on, Jewelry surrounds her body, face pampered with make up, We all have masks don't we? She doesn't, she's true, only make up covers her identity, Toes have blue nail polish on them, she wiggles and jiggles along side elders, She enjoys their wise jokes, Clumsy, young, life learning, care giving, girl. You ask who she is? I will answer, that girl you see, she is me.