I am the strangr who you’ve only seen once passing you on the street, looking down timidly at my feet.
I am the cousin you barley know, regretting the times I barey adressed you.
I am the student who tries my hardest no matter how many times I seem to fall.
I am the friend you trust with your secrets, agreeing to give mine in return.
I am the daughter who you’ve watched grow, finally blooming from a seed to a flower.
I am Brynn.