Dreamers Paradise

Friday, April 3, 2015

I am just me

I am just me, not noticeable in any particular way. I'm not shy, but I'm not outgoing. I'm not an introvert and I'm not an extrovert. I am not the athletic type, but I am not a bookworm either. 

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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