Monologue

Who am I? That’s a great question. If you know the answer to that, please, enlighten me. Truth be told, I don’t know who I am just yet, I’m a work in progress. I know what I like about myself, though, and what I don’t. I love my spontaneity. Yeah! Let’s go, right now to somewhere far! Somewhere fun! What I like least, I overthink. No, we can’t go out on a whim; I have school in the morning! Work hard, play hard. But the way I think makes me who I am, whoever that may be. I am a daughter, a sister, a friend, and a student. I am a family man for sure, without actually being a man.
I’m just a regular teenager, just me. I have irrational fears of course, who doesn’t? I try not to let them define me but, sure, they come up from time to time. I’m afraid of change, but it’s all around us. I don’t like when things are different but aren’t they always? I’m still learning to accept what I can’t change and what will change no matter what I have to say about it. Never the less, I have something to say.
Embarrassment? I just told you I’m a teenager, embarrassment defines my life. I can’t even walk straight and on stationary objects don’t even get me started! They always seem to be in the way and I bruise easily. Embarrassing.
So, I may not know exactly who I am but I know who I want to be, and for me that’s enough. For now, anyways. So I’ll just do me, whoever “me” is.

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