Who Am I

I am the type of girl who
dirtbikes, writes poetry, swishes basketballs, sees the unseen, dreams, laughs, cries.

I am
emotional, outgoing, shy, random, lovable, violent, mysterious, risky, thoughtful, short.

I am
a writer, a dreamer, a poet, a sister, a friend, a daughter, an artist, a ninja, an elf, a child.

I am not
normal, perfect, tall, as smart as I want to be, salsa, invisible.

I will
eat you, make you laugh, dance around my room to Owl City, jump off cliffs, sing, whisper in your ear, smile.

I can
be anyone, ski, make macaroni, teleport, wish, win.

I can't
wink, lick my elbow, cartwheel.

I have
dreams, shivers, tears, laughs, a cat, friends, enemies, an imagination, a future.

I hate
open doors, collard greens, wheat bread, bank shots, lies, traitors, waking up before a dream is finished.

I like
sports, cheese, my penguin, whispering, laughing, music, art, nighttime, coffee.

I see
magic, wonders, relationships, fairies, elves, goblins, creativity, your socks.

I miss
my best friend, my kitten, the old days, my sister, Florida.

I will never
deny God, stop dreaming.

I want
to go to France, my own studio, a musical talent, to meet a fairy.

I will always
love, laugh, smile, pray, encourage, grow, need sleep.

I am Amy