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Who Am I?
I think I know who I am,
but that may just be who
I think you think I am.
So who am I?
Am I the five-year old gamer
who grew up playing Dynasty Warriors
instead of the more “ladylike” Barbie,
role playing with warlords
instead of plastic dolls?
Or am I the gawky sixth grader
who wore sweatpants and sweatshirts
everyday in middle school,
but has now found comfort in
patterned skirts and tucked in t-shirts?
You can also say I’m the diffident girl
who will shyly say hi to you in the hallways
or give you a timid smile
in fear that you might not remember her,
or worse, not want to say hi.
Conversely, I can be the zealous friend
whose eyes light up at the mention of
playing a board game
or hamsters or her favorite books or
anything really.
Alternatively, I’m the aloof teenager
who might act nonchalant
when you compliment her,
but is secretly ecstatic that you did
and will hold onto every word to cherish.
Will I ever complete this jigsaw puzzle of who I am?
There are an infinite number of pieces,
each one with its unique curves and edges
that I believe I never will.
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