I am told

                That I should be myself,

                But how is that possible when I am only beginning to understand my essence.

                I say,

I am an artist who paints the air with movement.

                I say,

I am a studious student who works for good grades.

                I say,

I am a caring sister,

                like an elephant that never lets go.

                I say,

                all of these things and more,

                but....

I am lost

                In a mind of wonder and curiosity,

                In a mind of confusion,

                In a mind of sorrow,

                In a mind only human.