I want to be a wild girl.
Tangles in her hair, mud between her toes, freedom in her heart;
Unbound, untamed, unhinged.
I want to be a quiet girl.
Gently navigating the world, unobtrusively observing but never observed;
A single ripple amongst waves.
I want to be a strong girl.
Immovable like the mountain, she is courageous and relentless;
Regardless of the season.
I want to be a dreamy girl.
Filled with unfettered yearning, lost in luxurious fanasies;
She is whimsical and hopeful.
I want to be a fierce girl.
With eyes that roar and a presence that never commands;
Unfiltered, unrelenting, unapologetic.
I want to be a soft girl.
Feet in the grass, gaze to the stars, tears to the soil;
Intuitive, intentional and unashamed of her depths.
I want to be all of them all at once.
I want to be wild and quiet, strong and dreamy, fierce and soft.
I want to be everything else in between.
I want to cycle between them whenever and wherever.
Without fear, expectation or pressure.
No one size fits all, but whatever suits me.
I want all of it.
I just want,
To be me.