About Me

I am her who hates herself at times and am learning to love herself to repent.
I am her who cries and not care who’s watching.
I am her who laughs with her mouth open and not care who’s irritated at that.
I am her who doesn’t care what you think but unconsciously questions herself at night.
I am her who can love you this minute and hate you the next.
I am her who trusts easily and doubts infinitely.

I am her who you want to befriend and bitch to.
I am her who you bitch about.
I am her who smiles at you from across the street, just because.
I am her who dreams big but achieves little, as of yet.
I am her who your mothers warn you about, but come to like at first sight.

I am her whose blog you secretly like to read, reason being I’m your closeted rebel.

I wrote this nearly four years ago. I wonder if this is still true.
That will be a post for another day.