I am from many different thoughts and opinions,
An average teenage girl,
Fantasizing over clothes, boys, friends, celebrities.

I am the colorful, cheery halls of Cherry Lane,
the start of maturity of SMS,
the splash of adolescence, adulthood, and hormones of SHS.

I am the normal high schooler,
up late socializing,
regretting the lack of sleep in the morning.
I am full of stress and piles of homework,
forever having my procrastination level higher than my motivation level.
I am the good and the bad grades,
just a fallible teenager, making her path.

I am the insane, loud, never boring lunches with friends,
the rap and dance battles that end with cramps.
I am the long FaceTimes,
comparing homework, sharing stories, or chatting, 
just having someone to talk to.

I am the little 6 year old girl from years back,
my love for Disney and dreams of growing up to be a princess.
I am the big girl I am now,
watching endless chick-flicks and baking scrumptious s'mores brownies.

I am the 4 pinkish purple walls that enclose me,
the several picture frames all around,
reminding and showing me about the special and important people in my life.
I am the dresser I’ve had all my life,
one of many representators of my papa.
I am the average teen girl closet,
overflowing with almost everything and anything,
just to have a clean floor to walk on.

I am the meaty BUBBA burgers of summer nights,
playing endless rounds of manhunt and feuding over Apples to Apples.
I am one with the fish
swimming in Lake Tiorati all summer long,
my summer home for 8 weeks.

I am half chlorine,
endless hours in the pool,
already taken up 10 years of my life,
a love-hate relationship I can’t live without.
I am the friends and memories made in the pool,
sometimes swimming together for 4 or more hours a day,
wouldn’t want it any other way.

I am from bleeding ears from hearing “Take Your Mark”, and a loud beep,
from hearing “Attention”, “Ready, Row”.
I am from seeing coaches waving their arms and from hearing a coxswain yelling.
I am the stuffy noses from chlorine and blisters from gripping the oar.

I am the not so quiet and sneaky hide and seek rounds.
I am apart of “The Steelers” team just trying to sneak candy and sweets.
I am from the large family tables,
always having someone to talk to,
never a dull moment,
I am from the Hyman family origin.

I am from temple,
studying and working hard to every young student’s goal.
I am a jewish woman,
a cold November day dedicated to just me.

I am the big heart for my furry friends,
2 important best buds in my life.
Always happy to see you,
the best cuddle buddies.

I am a wizard with technology,
I am my grandma.
I am a kid with the dream of being an educator,
I am my papa.

I am half the brain of the boy version of me,
5 years apart yet attached at the hip.
I am a partner in crime,
a two person team,
my brother and me.

I am my mom.
The active, strong, dedicated part of me.
I am from the loudest fan in the audience,
the only person I know loud enough for a person to hear underwater.
Always there if needed,
that annoying mosquito in your ear,
motivating you to be the best you can possibly be,

I am my dad,
the love for food and cooking in me.
The hard working, persistent, and never give up side of me.
I am from Puerto Rico,
an adapter to the spanish culture,
but missing her family on the island.
Just a dad and his daughter,
a normal father-daughter bond,
unbroken.

I am me,
a jumble of emotions and wide spread of personalities,
a brain full of song lyrics, vocab words, and movie quotes.
A teenage girl always busy,
Making her mark on the world step-by-step.
I am Samantha,
just me, myself, and I,
This is why.