I had the chance to reflect on some past writing of mine and decided to share this inventory of being written a year ago.
I am Kayla.
I am sixteen years old.
I age more every day,
But I am ever young in spirit and in mind.
I am quiet and keep to myself,
I may even be described as reserved,
Because only around some people do I truly feel free to be me.
To me, friends are extremely important,
However, not the number you have,
But those who honestly would stand by you,
Under all circumstances.
I love well written stories,
And music with meaning.
They both have to flow.
I used to like school a lot,
Now I am not quite sure.
At some point something changed,
I don’t know whether it was school or me.
I am in love with summer and soaking up the sun,
I detest being cold and the chill of winter,
Yet I still enjoy certain winter activities.
Silence doesn’t bother me,
I use the time to ponder, to form my thoughts.
My mind is always awhirl,
But my opinions stay unvoiced.
I am fond of ice cream,
In any form,
Cake, bar, cone, bowl.
I cannot stand loud, obnoxious people
And anyone who is swaggering or arrogant.
I have my blonde moments,
Although I try not to.
I despise wearing glasses,
Contacts make my world much more distinctive.
Sometimes I am a leader,
Many times I let others be the director,
I prefer being a mix.
I hate bullies or rather when people pick on others,
They don’t know how much damage they do.
I love hot chocolate, warm rich goodness.
It keeps me happy on days the weather does not.
I strive to be consistent, in all good traits,
It’s harder to do than one would think.
I used to dream big, sometimes I still do,
I was told to be realistic, to stop being impractical.
I find it very hard.
I love to help others,
Whenever and in whatever way I can,
I just listen, at times that is all someone needs.
I am claustrophobic,
I feel strangled when squashed in a room with many people,
My chest compresses and stops expanding.
I need my space.
I love colour!
Life would be bland without it,
All black and white, with nothing to catch my eye.
I can be insane,
But that’s why I need others,
To keep me somewhat grounded.
In all I do,
I strive to do my best,
I know God will do the rest.
I am Kayla and this is 2013.