Everybody thinks that they  have her figured out.
A normal teenage girl. With normal teenage ways.
But in reality she's not that at all. She's something completely of her own.

She believes in kindness
because she knows what pain feels like.
She has a past. A very scary one in fact.
A past that haunts her to this very day.
Flashbacks that come and go having no mercy.
She believes in kindness because she does not want another soul to feel the emptiness she has felt before throughout her bones.

She believes in love. She craves it with every inch of her body.
Young, but hopeful. Longing for the day to come
where another person looks deep into her eyes,
admiring her thoughts and being.

She believes in difference. In being unique.
She believes that the tiny details are the biggest details of all.
Like a favorite book, or the look in a persons eyes ...when they feel so strongly about something they hold dear to themselves.
She also believes that nobody truly knows who or what she is.
If only people would pay attention and listen.
They would have so much to discover.
If only they knew the real me..