I am...me.

I am me. There is nothing to it. I am free. I am strong. I am beautiful in my own way. I am me.

I want to be somebody, not a nobody. I want to see the world, see the dark corners of our twisted planet, see the beauty of an after storm sunset on a beach, walk through a field of wheat with the suns' strong rays beating down on my back. There is so much to me but so little as well. I want to be perfect, feel perfect, look perfect. I would cast away my life to fulfill the needs and wants of another. I would give, wholly, myself to a loved one. My heart would open to them in ways where I would not, could not, comprehend. I want to feel a lover's touch and relish the feel of being beautiful in their eyes, and their eyes alone. I am strong but I am weak. I know where I stand in my life but have no idea where my place is in the world. I am a puzzle piece; I fit so well into the image that society has provided the world but I distort it with my dreams and wants. I am not perfect but I try. I try so fucking hard.
An old chapter of my life is coming to a close end and the start of a brand new one is about to begin. I am afraid but giddy at the same time. I am someone who will never stop until they succeed. I am someone who will no longer let others bring her down. I am strong. I will show the world where I will stand.

I am me.

The stress of prom?... I think not.

Prom. The first time the word had graced my ears was when I was eight years old. Prom - it does sound very special, not elaborate nor elegant but it drew me in. Pictures of teenage girls dressed in beautiful gowns, hairstyles to die for; they all looked like princesses from a fairytale. I was excited for the year to where I would finally be able to dress so elegantly and have a night full of dreams come true. So when my senior rolled to a close end, prom was in the horizon. People find that it is stressful; the havocs of finding that perfect dress, going mad over a hairstyle, and lastly, finding that prom date. Well, for me, it was quite relaxing and enjoyable, hah. It took my one day to find my dress. I find it wonderful. To some, it may be plain and simple; but to me it is perfect, it is me. I was fortunate enough to be asked to prom. I really am excited, it will be the last time that all my classmates will be together. I know I will cry, although, I will make sure that they will be tears of joy and not of sadness.