Author's Note: I do NOT own anything of Hannah Montana nor the song, Who I Am.

Who I Am

I grabbed my guitar and headed to the house that once belonged to the Stewarts till they decided to move back to Tennessee. I missed her after an few hours without her. So I started to teach myself how to play the guitar after I had found one at an yard sale for 25 dollars to past up the time and to keep my mind off of her. An month later, I finally admitted that I, Lilly Truscott, was in love with my best friend, Miley Stewart, aka Hannah Montana.

I took out the hidden key that Mr. Stewart had place for me under the flower pot and unlocked the door.

I past the living room and slowly up the stairs to her bedroom. I looked around and saw nothing but an empty room. Nothing was left behind, it was like she was never here.

I slowly made my way to the the balcony and took an seat on the roof where she use to be at thinking about things or writing an new song.

I place my guitar in my lap and started to pluck the strings, after awhile I started to play an song that I had written. Just the music then I started singing.

I want someone to love me,

For who I am

I want someone to need me,

Is that so bad

I won't break out with madness,

but it's all I have

I want someone to love me,

For who I am

I could see Miley smiling and laughing about something Oliver or I did.

Nothing makes sense,

Nothing makes sense anymore

Nothing is right,

Nothing is right when you're gone

I'm losing my breath

I'm losing my right to be wrong

I'm frightened to death

I'm frightened that I won't be strong

Everything seemed to fall apart when she left. My mom and I were fighting, Oliver stopped coming around, and only wanted something when he did.

I want someone to love me,

For who I am

I want someone to need me,

Is that so bad

I won't break out with madness,

but it's all I have

I want someone to love me,

For who I am

Music seemed to take it all away.

I'm shaking it off,

I'm shaking it off of me

Breaking my heart,

Breaking my heart once again

I was so in to singing, and playing my guitar I didn't hear the door downstairs open or close. Or the footsteps coming up the stairs.

I want someone to love me,

For who I am

I want someone to need me,

Is that so bad

I won't break out with madness,

but it's all I have

I want someone to love me,

For who I am

I felt someones eyes on me, but I didn't stop playing. I figure it was the police coming to tell me to keep off this property again for the 100th time.

I want someone to love me,

For who I am

I want someone to need me,

Is that so bad

I won't break out with madness,

but ït's all I have

I want someone to love me,

For who I am (Yeah)

I looked next to me and shockingly I saw her, Miley sitting there looking into my eyes. I didn't stop playing till the last note.

For who I am

Miley had pressed her lips against mine when I sat my guitar down bedside me.

That was an year ago today. She had moved back to be with me, she said that it didn't feel right with me there beside her.