I am different.
I do not resemble the brown skinned, brown haired people I have grown up with.
The faces I saw in kinder are the same faces I see as a senior.
Not much ever changes, but I have on the insisde.
I am supposed to be the quiet, smart girl that goes far in life.
But I am scared, I am lost, I am confused.
There is no clear path in front of me but my fears may never be shown.
I keep to the status quo that has been made for me;
For my friends, for my family, for every person I know
Because they all see a great future for me,
But to me it is dim and flickering, as unsure of itself as I am.
No one sees this;
They see the bright smile of a bright girl with a bright future.
So I hide myself, to seem strong, to seem composed.
My worries and fears stay in my head and in my heart,
But I will not let them hold me back.
For now, people will see the confident person I am supposed to be,
And someday I will be that confident person.
I will not have nothing to hide.
So I willl no longer be behind the curtain.