I am the girl

I am the girl you see with the smile on her face.

I am constantly laughing while keeping my pace.

I am clumsy and silly and all over the place.
I am the girl you see with a smile on her face.

I don’t have it all figured out.

In fact, half the time I don’t know what I’m talking about.

I try to live my life without any doubt.

But on the inside I want to scream and shout.

I don’t have it all figured out.

There are things in life I can’t understand.

Like how God has everything planned.

How can events be so secret and yet so grand.

There are things in life I can’t understand.

Timing is an endless question of mine.

What event decides when you cross the line?

When it’s all over can we recombine?

Timing is an endless question of mine.

Sometimes I feel like I’ve hit a wall.

As if life throws me around like a ball.

I can be jumbled and scared after all.

Sometimes I feel like I’ve hit a wall.

I am the girl you wouldn’t expect to see.

Crying alone, scared, and feeling incomplete.

Someone who has seen defeat.

But has chosen not to fleet.

I am the girl you wouldn’t expect to see.

Remember this poem and think of me.

I am the girl who acts wild and free.

I can hide most of the pain you see.

But that does not change what has made me me.

Remember this poem and think of me.

I am the girl you see with the smile on her face.

I am constantly laughing while keeping my pace.

I am clumsy and silly and all over the place.

I am the girl you see with a smile on her face.

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