Hello. I am Rishika, a 12 year old girl going on 13, trying to find her way in the world. My mind is a jungle, you’ll find all introverted thoughts shaped like trees. I sow one thought and it blossoms into poetry. My sarcasm will bite and hurt your ego like thorns and my heart will shower all its love on you. One of the many reasons I write is to weave what I can’t say and discover what doesn’t exist. I can cry without tears and I can shoot myself without a gun. I can fly without wings and I can believe in something you think doesn’t exist. Writing helps me get through that jungle. In the end, I am just a kid trying to find her way in the world.