Mittwoch, 26. Februar 2014

Who I am


There has been this insane thought flowing through my brain for a long time. I can’t believe that finally write it down; make it visible for others; make it permanent. But it simply feels as if I exactly know who I am. I know that everybody says it takes you a lifetime to discover who you truly are – and here I am, a 17 year-old girl, convinced of her personality.

I might really be the blond girl with the red lipstick, who likes to stay at home, studying with countless candles surrounding her. I am the girl who feels miserable whenever she notices that she won’t ever be a ballerina, or whenever she discovers that her French is not as good as she wish it was.
I am the girl who feels most comfortable in Starbucks, sipping on her Americano, or browsing in the library. I am the girl who collects mugs and good music. I am the girl who strives for intelligence and who feels fulfilled while reading, or writing.

I discovered that I can finally stop trying to be the beautiful, or the skinny, or the popular girl. I don’t care about the superficial world any more because it has never satisfied me in the past, and won’t either do so in the future.