People see me differently.
Most stick around to see that I'm fearless, pushy,
but at the same time, laid-back and mellow.
Some see that I'm brave, kind, wise
Controlled by curiosity.
Who gains courage even in the toughest situations,
and takes lead in times of crisis.
But there are a few people,
people who stick around to see that when I'm threatened,
a whole new side of me takes over.
A darker, more aggressive side.
I become self-involved, impulsive,
independent after the disappointments I've dealt with.
Acting without care,
speaking without thought.
Running headfirst into my problems.
But anyone could realize,
that if they looked hard enough,
they'd see the spirit of a ram,
through the eyes of a girl who's barely been through half of her life.
