When I was 16,

I had no character of my own,
My shadow wasn’t mine, neither were my thoughts,
If only I’d known,
this type of blind following would only bring me distraught.

When there was no shadow to hide behind,
I felt confused.
How am I to be defined?
If not by her.

If I can be anyone who would it be,
A bashful person, or a someone who radiates confidence?
A radiant one is now what everyone will see.
I will laugh and be fun.

I am who I’ve always wanted to be.
No more hiding,
I am free.
No more deciding
I am now me.