Infancy

People are no more then a summation of their experiences.
I am no different.
But my experiences have shown me that i am clearly lacking the experiences to be able to consider myself an adult.
My mind is still in its fragile infant stages whilst my physical shows me as a confidant young lady. I am the jack of all trades yet master at none.
I am the composition of the expectations of my familiars which makes me thoroughly transparent yet still shrouded in mystery.
There are many a word exchanged about me, yet none of these Chinese whispers amount to any sort of truth even though people tend to take it as face value.
To know what i have done does not turn me into the very lies i am trying to escape. To know that I am more then ordinary, that i can escape the stereotype and be the person i aspire to.

My physical might show a confidant young lady, but i am still a infant. and i need to be protected