I am a girl
looking pretty in pink, not minding a little sparkle, taking advantage of the few conveniences in life, wishing endlessly for love, dreaming brightly of the future, crying over the newest chick-flick, secretly dancing to my favorite song in my bedroom, doubting myself every once in a while,laughing hysterically at my own jokes, jamming to the car radio with my best friend, transforming my hairbrush into a microphone, staying loyal to my friends, and keeping my family near and dear to my heart.

I am a strong girl.
hitting up the gym, keeping a smile on my face til the end, taking up for the people I love, continuing my positivity through tough circumstances, picking my battles successfully, turning away from conflicts, sticking up for myself against the roughest of foes, staying grounded to my beliefs even when in the minority, remembering where I came from with pride, making it through the heart brake, picking myself back up after rejection, putting myself in foreign situations, and working hard to accomplish my dreams.

actually I am not a girl,
I am me.
I am myself.