I Am Me

I am me. Not you, not her, not anyone else. I look like me, I talk like me, I even act like me. And the cool part is, you look like you, you talk like you, and you even act like you. I have dreams, hopes, expectations, desires, and I bet they are different than yours. What do you care about? Today I feel as if I was a cool breeze blowing in from the ocean, inspiring introspective thoughts and feelings. If I was a color, I'd probably be a different color than you, and even if we are the same color, which is okay, it might be safe to say that we are different shades. I'm a little disappointed that it isn't raining, and on Saturday I want to go watch a 6 year-old's soccer game. I've decided that I like odd books, and I have fun people-watching. Sometimes I frustrate myself, but I am happy to be me, and I am sure glad that you are you. I feel like a daisy, basking in the warm, soothing sun leftover from summer.

Thank you for being you, for being someone different from anyone else. For appreciating who you are. Thank you for letting me be me, and laughing your way through life with me. Thank you for not caring if my clothes match or if I have nice toenail polish on. I'm glad that you always wear your hair that way and that you laugh laugh that way. It's nice to see someone who looks like them self instead of like everyone else. I'm glad that you are you, and I'm glad that I am me.