A girl?

Your a girl I know,
A girl with a face that was afraid to show,
No one knows who she is or where she came from,
All they know is that she looks and acts like bum,
I met her before I swear,
When I see her a smile I do share,
She smiles back with great passion,
As almost as if to say I do have fashion,
She hides beneath my heart,
She is extremely smart,
I knew I knew her because she is me,
She is the inner side which once was trapped and now is free!

This is a copy write poem writing by Brittany smith which is me