finding me

Un sure if my insecurity
comes from you
or comes from me

I find myself clinging
like a vine
but to cling would be to choke out life

so I consider this a journey
to find myself
be comfortable in my own skin
at 21 I've never been

I was never a classic beauty
hothouse rose
to grow demurely
in repose

I don't have that well trained grace that comes
from steps falling perfectly in place

I don't turn heads when I walk in a room
but I have something to offer to
for I am curious with a readers hungry mind
funny with just a little bite
poetic as only a lover could be
artistic, as a soul thats truly free

and, there are shadows that lurk in my eyes
but everyone has them

I walk a different path
hear a different drum
but I am beautiful