I am me

You ask me who I am, and the answer is simple:

I am me.

I am a girl with a fast beating heart. Made from billions of cells, I'm a molecular marvel- a miracle of life.

I have complicated ideas about this world and myself, and how my self figures into this world. I am the sum of a thousand dreams and countless wishes made on fallen eyelashes and coins tossed at wells. I hold my breath and say silent prayers through long tunnels.

When you ask me who I am, I know the answer immediately:

I am me.

I'm a girl who makes messes and still wonders why life is messy. Sometimes, I'm the girl who cries wolf, and sometimes I'm the wolf in sheep's clothing. I am as complex as I am simple. I cry when my heart says laugh, and laugh to keep from crying. I throw caution to the wind and I color outside the lines using bright red paint. I drive too fast and walk too slow and sometimes lose my way.

I am exactly who I was created to be:

I am me.

And, while everyday I find a hundred new reasons why I'll never be good enough- I always have one reason why I already am:

I am His.