The girl with a voice only in the privacy of her teddybears?
The girl who used to be scared of her shadow, lowering her eyes from every passerby not knowing they're looking right through her.
The girl too scared to tell that guy off when he yelled all the flithy things he would do to her when she was only 14.
The girl whose extrovert inside her head.
The girl who covers her mirrors with sheets so they can't see her dance.
The girl who has storybook love, but lives the life of a tragic hero.
The girl who believes she can succeed at everything, but tries with only a few.
The girl who wears heavy tshirts and hotpants as her legs are the only part of her body she loves.
The girl who doesn't tell her loved ones she loves them that often as she feels they don't love her at all.
The girl who wonders about fame and fortune, then decides on the simple life.
The girl who has yet to turn into a woman, the girl who didn't think she could amount to anything, but still puts in 110% even if life only gives her 80.
The girl writing this poem with no start or ending, she wants to go first.