Me and Ice

I picture myself as an ice. From the outside I might look rock hard, strong, and cold. Most people say I am a cocky and cold person. But when they start getting to know me, the ice begins to melt. I can join and mingle with them.

I am stubborn and stick with my stance. I can also create interesting ideas just like beautiful snowflakes. But I also have a weakness when there was a criticism I often did not receive it well, I became more silent and disappeared like water.

Ice is hard, but when something is scraping the ice it will melt like she's crying. But only with the help of time the water could become a strong ice again.