I am. I choose. I will.

I am sometimes publicly indecent
I am only a child

I will screw up again
I will always be more at home in the water

I might fall in love with someone im not supposed to, again
I might find my romeo to sweep me off my feet

I hope that im good enough for you
I hope that when my grandchildren are alive they have trees to climb

I won't let someone tell me who to be
I won't let anything hold me back

I choose to tell you how amazing you are
I choose to write, and write often

I am a free soul, trapped in a vicious cycle
I am thirteen

And
I believe that i have a voice strong enough to change the world