Cinderella, Snow White and Aurora.

Oh, how I longed for their stories to be mine,

My very own happily-ever-after.

When I was five, that's all I ever wanted.

As the years passed, they got replaced.

The older girl in school, the latest pop star.

I never knew how I chose them,

So I started questioning what role models really should possess.

Poise and grace like the Queen?

Or a Mother's loving arms, the ability to fix everything wrong?

How about the vigor of a hard-working woman?

I searched far and wide for the perfect role model.

Someone who was tough, yet gentle.

Both soft and hard.

Who inspired me to Live, everyday, like there was no tomorrow.

It took some time, but I finally succeeded.

Because now? Now I realized I'm all of those things already.