Not perfect, not grand;
Not too plain, but as simple as that;
Yet cryptic and reserved;
Too typical for a youngster
Who totally forgot that one could actually understand
And that there could be someone who has the same stand.

All my life, I have been in quest.
In revealing all the rest.
Very eager to know it myself.
When my mind finally unlocks itself.

I've gone through ups and downs.
Including those abrupt turns from left to right.
I still really don't know how
but somehow I have managed to stay relaxed and upright.

Now everyone wants to know,
The real girl inside.
Who is the real I?
Even the most basic of questions seems to be very hard.
That in my 17 years of existence;
The answer is still no where to be found.