You see a 14 year old girl who is hushed up in a corner with a book… but I can stand up for what I know is right.

You see a female and think I am overly dramatic… but I don’t spread rumors and my feelings aren’t shown to the whole world.

You see middle-class me, living in Portland and think I don’t even comprehend what poverty is… but I am very grateful for what I have.

You see a girl with poor eyesight I am smarter because I wear glasses… but I am only smart because I pay attention in class.

You see me, 14 and with pale skin and you think I must be lazy… but I am on a dance team and we all work hard.

You think you know who I am, but I am so much more than that.