What am I
What am I
I am a person
A girl
A friend
A daughter
I have a face and a body
I have hands and legs and arms
But what am I
I am a mind
Filled to the brim with thoughts
I am a dream
Shaking with anticipation
I am living
With a soul
Yet I am empty
What am I
I am lost and afraid
I am unsure
I am flawed yet I still try
To prove what I am
But still I sit and ask what I am
I am told that I am naïve
That I am gullible and innocent
I am told that I am good
That I am perfect
I am told that I am not enough
But what am I
Sometimes when I close my eyes
I imagine what I want to be
I see a face
A smile
And an emotion
An emotion of joy
And I should feel happy
But I just cry
Because what am I
I am not a smile
What am I
I am not joy
What am I
I am darkness
Not evil, just lost
Just empty and scared
You ask me what am I
And I answer
I am a face
A smile
A shell
Beautiful on the outside
Empty within