What Do I See?

I am somebody special.

Limited edition.

Spontaneous. Beyond crazy.

I am a flower blooming in the spring . Bold and beautiful. Dreams as big as mountains.

With my head turned to the clouds I imagine myself free as the summer's breeze...

I imagine all my dreams within my reach...

What do I see when I look in the mirror?

I see a girl who knows what she wants and is comfortable in who she is.

She's not perfect but she's perfect at being me.

With a gap in her teeth she still smiles bright.

With a fear of failing she still gives her all.

Nervous in front of crowds yet I love the attention.

What do I see?  I see me. 


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