Growing up I always found someone I wanted to be like. It seemed everyone was defined by something. I was just me, no one in particular.
I would get self-conscious over the things that made me different. Like in PE in middle school, my legs where sticks, and I noticed how everyone else had great calf muscles.
I wasn't the girl who sat in the corner and was cute shy so people would come up and talk to me.
I wasn't the girl who new all the answers or would talk in class.
I wasn't the artist, or the dancer or the mathematician.
I was a wanderer. From group to group, from friend to friend.
I realized I am just me, just average me.
I never won a scholarship.
I was just another face in the crowd.
In fact if anyone noticed me at all they decided I was stuck-up.
I wasn't the girl who was going places.
I wasn't the one teachers wanted to watch and couldn't wait to find out what I would do in life.
I am just average me.
I am just a girl, who turned a quarter of a century, who could hardly wait to turn 25 and rent a car.
I am just a girl who dreams of adventure and travel, but is tied to reality to often.
I am just a girl who both loves time to myself, but is terrified of being completely alone in life.
I am just a girl whose heart has been broken and mended.
I am just another face in the crowd.
But once a day, I live to make someones life better.
I'm not striving to change the world, because after all, I am just me.
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