I am

by Lindsay   Jun 2, 2009


I am my own person
I wonder what people see when they look at me
I hear the bad news before the good
I see with a birds eye view
I am Lindsay
I pretend I live in the books I read
I feel loved by friends and family
I touch, and therefore feel
I worry about math 11
I cry when I am helpless
I am stronger, and more fragile than I may seem
I understand more than you may think
I say what comes to mind, even when it is not pleasant
I dream about wild adventures
I try my best, for myself
I hope for success in everything I do
I am the optimistic pessimist, who hopes for a brighter tomorrow even when I complain about today

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