BRAVE NEW GIRL

For a very long time,I seemed lost,confused and totally disillusioned.I didn't know where to fit in or which group to belong to.I oftentimes wondered why I had to belong to any group at all.
Going through primary and secondary school,wondering why everyone seemed to be in a clique.Me,young,innocent and naive,feeling too different,off and odd to fit into any stereotyped clique.Me,feeling this way but acting similar to hide my difference for the fear of the harsh criticism of those who seem to follow the norm.
Soon enough,I got my chance to show the world how strong I can be.Awoken and slightly damaged but not broken by circumstances beyond my control.I find my strength in the midst of my weakness when it seems like all hope is lost and all I have left is to be strong.There and then,I become the real me from situations brought about by the fake me.
There and then,I go against the norms,breaking all the rules and feeling unapologetic about it.There and then,I decide not to be classy,stylish or fabulous because if the whole world wants to be all that I'd rather remain classless,unstylish and unfabulous.
Finally,I have found me in the midst of my confusion and disillusion and I refuse to trade that for the approval of any loyal advocate of "the norm".Finally,I found the courage to become me "THE BRAVE NEW GIRL".