Sometimes I wonder,
Who I really am,
When nothing comes to mind,
I loose track of time.
Perhaps I'm just a normal girl,
Who's got everything,
And doesn't need more.
Maybe I'm a normal teen,
Enjoying her life and being fourteen,
Who cares the most about her friends,
Wishing for life to never end...
Am I the kind of girl,
Who thinks about the future?
Maybe I just think too much,
Perhaps I should let things go,
And just blend in among the foes.
I know I'm a talented girl,
And that I'll manage to find a way.
Maybe I'm just searching for myself,
Through each and every single day,
Able to find joy along the way.
Still, every now and then,
I can't help it and wander again,
The same question I keep asking myself,
Who am I?
By: Annie
by
OverTheRainbowposted on 06/10/2008