for those who have grown with me or watched me grow up, i have always been the same girl. more mature, maybe. more wise. but my core has stayed the same. the funky spun in my step is still there like it was from my childhood years. my outright bluntness from my first sentence in meeting someone. last,, the choice to be different. yeah, sometimes i think to myself, ‘maybe i should be like all you out there. start dying my hair, waking up to straighten it everyday. pounds of make-up, looking sexy 24/7.’ but, nah; i’ll stick to what i’ve got. yes, you ‘super hot’ girls make me feel pretty plain jane sometimes, but for those who are understanding me right now, i’m better than you, because under all that make-up, who’s gonna want you now that everyone is so used to seeing you glammed up like a doll? do you have as much as ambition and drive as i do under all that make-up?