Defining

Part of me says that I am confident, that I know who I am. I know what I like, want, desire. I am outgoing, beautiful, smart. I am an extrovert. I know what I believe in. I know what I value. I know my passions. This part of me is free, careless and careful. Bitter and sweet. Charming and blunt. Lovely and shattering. Strong and feeble. I do not need to change because I am perfect the way I am. No one needs to think highly of me, yet they all do anyways.

Another part of me shouts a different message-- I am shy. I am an introvert. I doubt myself. I know not of my morals or desires. I am afraid of what they will think of me. Will they like me? My face is scarred. My body is lanky. I will never fit in. I am lost within the depths of my own mind. I battle myself. I do not know who I am. I have lowly thoughts of myself, so they must too.

I have found that there is truth in both parts. It is impossible for a human being to be completely the first half, and a person that is wholly the second half will never survive long. So, I have discovered one thing. It is okay to be shy. It is okay to be stubborn. It is okay to be innocent. It is okay to not know. It is okay to fear. These are the attributes that create us-- that make us human. If I were like you, then what would make me the real me? Embrace weakness and strength because both are beautiful. In the end, who cares what they think? You are the one who lives with yourself. You are the one who is living your life. I will embrace who I am.

I am afraid. I am doubtful. I am weak. I am forgiven. I am loved. I am beautiful.