Today I was happy. Yesterday I was rushed and bored.The day before that was happiness.A week ago I was depressed and sad. Three weeks ago I was in love. A year ago I was stressed. All the versions I see in the mirror are me. I see strength and perseverance. I also so anger and sadness.
“There are three people in yourself : Who people think you are, Who you think you are, And who you really are.”- William Shakespeare
People at my school see me as this weird American girl who doesn’t speak French perfectly, shy, defensive, outgoing with her friends but cold to those who judge her.
I see myself as this girl who doesn’t want to be hurt. I don’t want to trust people because I’ve been hurt too many times before, but I still want to be loved. If that makes sense. I just want to be loved but I don’t want to be damaged even more than I have been.
I don’t know who I truly am.
I hope to find out.
Who are you? How do people view you?
Favorite song : Maniac-Conan Gray , Roxanne – Arizona Zervas , Weightless- All time low