Often times I find myself altogether being misunderstood. I am not clear as to why I am misunderstood. I am sometimes bewildered by how people interpret my personality. For those who know me best, they know that I am loving, caring, and absurd yet bold. I am also clever and sassy. Then there are those who I am misunderstood by. Those who take my boldness as being conceited, and my absurd ways for being absolutely ludicrous although I have my reasons. But in the end, I know who I am and I am aware of the potential to be great. If a person I do not associate with does not comprehend my ways, certainly they do not know me. I guess it doesn’t matter though, because I know I am great for being me!