I am often the quiet one that sits in the back of the class Knows the answers to the questions that you yourself may ask. Yet no one ever stops to ask me and the question goes unanswered. Maybe the answer to your question is in my writing. I write to express myself when I can't bear to utter the words. I write to maintain my sanity when shit goes wrong. I write to purge myself of the things that hinder me from doing my best. I write to hopefully influence someone else. I write when I refuse to be silent. Who is this woman you ask? I am just me. I’m no different from anyone else, although I’ve been told otherwise. I’m humble; do for others even though they do not for me. But it’s not about what I get in return, It’s about how I feel when their frown turns into a smile of true appreciation I am often the one person they come to with their problems But am the last to know about…shit anything. I am your rock when you need me to be. I am your constant shoulder to cry on. I don’t sugarcoat the truth, but I wont purposely hurt your feelings. Who is this woman? I am too good to be true. But the truth is I am that genuine. I am the woman who doesn’t mind doing for a guy if he’s worth doing for. Your dinner will be made, your house will be clean and you will be loved. Loved for who you are, not for what you can do or what you are worth. Because in the end you can take those material possessions with you. And the only thing you have to cling to is love. Who am I? I am a 22-year-old married woman that's smart, a hard worker, loving, funny, open minded, beautiful;etc....Simply trying to find her way in this world.
