No One But Me Poem by Gabriella Grace

I seem to be a child stuck in old ways
But really I am a growing girl going threw a phase
I seem to be seem to be a careless teen ruled by emtion
But really I am under the spell of a cruel love potion
I seem to be the wind whipping threw hair
But really I am a soft breeze dancing threw the air
I seem to be nieve as a new born child
But really I am careful even though I'm mild
I seem to be as useless as a broken key
But really I'm priceless because I'm no one but me