This is who I am.

 

I came into this world colorful and screaming,

And I’m determined to leave it the same.

 So far I’ve succeeded at keeping to my name,

And staying true to who I am.

I said I would do and so I did,

Colorful and screaming I am.

Climbing trees and skinning knees,

Not ever being chained.

My middle name might as well be,

Adventure, no fear, no pain.

The hardest parts were the beginnings and the ends,

The hellos and the good-byes to friends

Memories lost in photos and picture frames,

In meaningless junk that should be thrown away.

The happiest parts are the ones we remember,

But sometimes they just fade away.

So this is why we hold onto the meaningful junk

That should never be thrown away.

Holey sneakers covered in paint were my magic slippers,

T-shirts that went to my knees became my ball gowns,

Baseball caps were my crowns and a large stick was my Excalibur

That made my childhood what it was and made it one that counts.

I know who I am now,

And hope I never change.

I don’t know what the future holds

For I am still young

But I know that forever

Colorful and screaming is how I will always be.

By Katie lafon