I am an introvert. I am a dreamer. I am brave. I am unwritten. I am titanium. I'm easy like Sunday morning. I'm into you. I'm just out to find the better part of me, I'm more than a bird, more than a plane, more than some pretty face beside a train. I'm beautiful in my way, I'm on the right track, I was born this way. I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell. I am a friend, a companion, a listener, a reader, a believer, and a sister. I am my parent's daughter. I've got duties, responsibilities, and expectations. I am what I am. "I'm trying not to exist, I'm trying to belong. I am not a has-been. I am a will-be."