I'm the Girl
I’m the girl who sits alone
Music blaring throughout the room
Papers rustling due to an open window
I’m the girl who hides her tears
Pillow soaked with the pain shed
Inadequacies bouncing off the walls
I’m the girl who doesn’t trust
Speaking carefully picked words
Never showing the vulnerable side
I’m the girl who hides behind a mask
Colorful smiles that don’t reach the eyes
Working hard to not let others see
I’m the girl who thinks too much
Words flying around confusing all
Regrets sitting on a bench outside
I’m the girl who’s trying to change
Morphing into a butterfly with wings outstretched.
Feeling the freedom that I know I have.
I’m the girl who cares too much
Pain lacing through the mind
And another broken heart.
I’m the girl who is content
Happiness just out of reach
Dreams bigger than anything imagined.
I’m the girl who’s patient.
I’m the girl who’s tired.
I’m the girl who’s helpful…
... I'm the girl who wants to be herself
