Poetry- similar to many other art forms, is the detailed and technical fluidity of words in a way that one can admire. There is a history of mechanical rules used within poetry as well. Therefore, poetry is often an overlooked form of art. In my personal experience of poetry, I have found it to be an art like no other. As I read poems not only do I paint a mental image that is almost tangible, but it also feels as if the words speak to my soul in such a way that emotions are produced. It has always been an art that impacted my life directly. Therefore, I have become a creator of such art. My biggest artistic ambition is to create poetry for a base of people and have it speak to their souls as it does mine. I found this ambition deep with my emotions; when I am upset, stressed, enthusiastic, or nervous I tend to be incapable of verbally communicating my feelings. So one day I tried to write a poem about them. The poetry that I create is different than most, simply because it is impossible to summarize it, rather the individual reader must analyze the words and make them fit within their own bias', feelings, and emotions. A tactic that I believe allows my work to speak to each individual soul separately. I would greatly benefit from this scholarship because it would allow me to take my chance at changing the way that women express and connect with their emotions. I also would like to use my poetry as well as this scholarship to raise awareness of unaddressed depression among young successful women.

Poetry- similar to many other art forms, is the detailed and technical fluidity of words in a way that one can admire. There is a history of mechanical rules used within poetry as well. Therefore, poetry is often an overlooked form of art. In my personal experience of poetry, I have found it to be an art like no other. As I read poems not only do I paint a mental image that is almost tangible, but it also feels as if the words speak to my soul in such a way that emotions are produced. It has always been an art that impacted my life directly. Therefore, I have become a creator of such art. My biggest artistic ambition is to create poetry for a base of people and have it speak to their souls as it does mine. I found this ambition deep with my emotions; when I am upset, stressed, enthusiastic, or nervous I tend to be incapable of verbally communicating my feelings. So one day I tried to write a poem about them. The poetry that I create is different than most, simply because it is impossible to summarize it, rather the individual reader must analyze the words and make them fit within their own bias', feelings, and emotions. A tactic that I believe allows my work to speak to each individual soul separately. This is something that cannot be explain, it must be experienced. I would greatly benefit from this scholarship because it would allow me to take my chance at changing the way that women express and connect with their emotions. I also would like to use my poetry as well as this scholarship to raise awareness of unaddressed depression among young successful women.

Hello, my name is Bailey and I am a remarkable and graceful woman! Instagram Username: baileyyarmistead Facebook Username: Bailey Armistead Tik-Tok Username: baileyyaa_ Twitter Username: BaileyArmistead I am proud to be a woman because so many battered souls fought for my freedom, well-being, education, and individuality. Women are capable to be the capsules for many generations to come, and I think that is beautiful as well.

I believe that kindness is too commonly mistaken for niceness; there is a real difference between the two. I understand kindness to be a beautiful assortment of both ethics and integrity. It is an act that is purely displayed from one's non-biased beliefs. Niceness on the other hand is much more shallow; it is understood to be how an individual is outwardly displayed while others are watching. To put it in simpler terms a nice person would tell a lie to "keep the peace", while a kind person would simply tell the truth because the truth will "set you free." Obviously, there is an ethical and moral difference between the two. I have been blessed through my life to have the opportunity to spread and receive acts of kindness, whether they be minuscule or ground-shaking. I was raised in Georgia, which many would say in the south, which is an area that preaches the gospel of kindness, religion, southern hospitality, and manners. With that being said, of course, I have received many small acts of kindness as "God's Work." However, there was a point in my eighteen years that I have experienced the most ground-shaking act of kindness. In 2011 my single mother got extremely sick. She was diagnosed with Septic Shock; She was admitted into the intensive care unit [ICU] for 21 days; this happened simultaneously with the holiday season, which made her financial situation between her three jobs unstable. She was unable to work, unable to walk or talk, and behind on utility and rent bills. She was fighting for her life and me- her daughter. That is when The Angel Ride formed; family friends and our local small town churched stepped in. The people of the community started a benefit motorcycle ride for my mom and me. The small group of people made baked goods, donated prizes, and sold merchandise to singlehandedly raise money for my mom and me. There was a set date that the ride was going to happen, as the weeks went by my mom continued to fight for her life. On the day of the ride, my mom and I were driven from our house to "the clubhouse" where the ride took place. As my mom was still very sick she wasn't able to walk, so the leaders put a couch outside so that she could experience the love. I remember the day like it was yesterday; the love and pure intentions that I felt from those people are truly indescribable. Each person that was out there raising money for my mom and me showed me what real kindness was. My mom and I felt as if there was no way we could pay them back, however, flash forward ten years and we have been key leaders in the now registered 501(c)3 non-profit organization. This was a time that I felt that people were unconditionally kind to me, therefore, this is now my way of carrying on that same kindness.

I glare upon the glorious peaks of the mountainous earth standing on top of Brasstown Bald, a lookout for the Appalachian Mountains. I'm in absolute awe of how the curvature of the hills carefully touches the never-ending atmosphere. As I look back on this experience I relate the beauty to my physical being. A year ago, whilst in the merciless grip of anorexia, I would have never related my body to the word "curve" to be frank, I would have cringed at the idea that my body possessed the "fat" to build curves. However, as I have grown in love with my well-being and shunned the social constructs of beauty I have found my edges, ridges, peaks, and valleys to fit beautifully with my surrounding social atmosphere. Along the journey of my newfound self-love, I found that the curves placed upon my hips and thighs were not my enemy, rather they were my companion. They kept me safe from the coldness of the world, literally and figuratively speaking. This journey was not an easy one by far. It was just as physically and mentally exhausting as hiking to the top of the Appalachians. Similar to when I reached the top of Brasstown Bald, as I reached full self-love and acceptance I took a hypothetical breath of relief. I no longer fixated on the obstacles in the way, instead, I praised the view; I also refused to please those around me. My hike to acceptance taught me to not believe in the social construct of beauty, instead, it showed me to appreciate natural beauty in the way that our bodies grow. Just like the tectonic plates naturally caused the rising of the earth's curves which created the mountains. In the 21st century, it is difficult for females to appreciate their natural bodies purely because of social media influence, which is a reason that I take the image of socially "perfect" influencers' bodies with a grain of salt. Many previous relationships that I possessed changed as well. Along my journey, I lost my relationship with the scale and the numbers that it displayed as I realized that a number did not define my worth. I also lost a romantic relationship with a boy that I revolved my world around pleasing. As I grew in my own love I, unfortunately, realized that those that surround you sometimes are the "most valuable players" of your expired negative self-talk; this hurt me more than ever. However, with that, I came to the realization that similar to a flower, as you grow you must remove the suffocating weeds around your roots or you will wilt. As I have learned to accept myself I have begun to strive to spread the gospel of self-love. Each day I aspire to show the utmost support and love to those around me, attempting to assure that not a single person that I come into contact with ever feels anything but worthy and beautiful.

In the memorable year 2002 Guantanamo Bay Naval Base, Cuba, and Saint Mary's Hospital promptly tore my beloved grandfather's heart into two. The gentle birth of his first-born grandchild and the ongoing American conflicts promptly went head to head; my grandpa, Johnny, missed my birth fighting for our prosperous country. I undoubtedly find that impeccably courageous and patriotic. My grandpa was born into extreme poverty where from the youthful age of five he worked as a sharecropper, from then he is now retired from both the Army and police force. I genuinely see him as the most admirable person in my life for not only his immaculate work ethic but his compassionate heart as well. To me, my grandpa's familiar name is Pop-Pop. Pop-Pop has carefully taught me many remarkable things in the past eighteen years such as "Bailey, in life, there are two things that the world can never take from you: your honesty and your education.", to appreciate the natural world, to love with your whole heart, to be frugal with your earnings, and to work as hard as you can at everything you purse. To begin eagerly, Pop-Pop told me "Bailey, in life there are two things that the world can never take from you: your honesty and your education." I apply this to every day of my life. I wake up in the morning and make the conscious decision to learn at least one new thing about the world. I believe that holding this quote deep in my heart will enable me to be the most well-rounded member of society I can be. I also make it a heartfelt point to always be honest, with both myself and others, as this ensures that all my honorable intentions are pure. Once Pop-Pop arrived home from his deployment he would pick me up from my house; he would do this so that he could take me outside and show me the beauty of the world. He let me intentionally touch every leaf in each tree in his yard, eat delicious wild blackberries, moo at cows in the surrounding pastures, get dirt under my fingernails, catch large assortments of bugs [which he let me bring inside in a mason jar against my grandma's will], and appreciate all the small things the earth had to offer. To this day I still do these precious things, not only to reminisce fondly but to cure my soul as well. Genuinely appreciating the natural world brought me happiness as a child, years later as an adult, it heals naturally my heart from my ongoing battle of mental health. Without Pop-Pop teaching me about this beauty I do not think that I would be nearly the person that I am today. From the age of sixteen I have held my own job; a cashier at a local grocery store. The day that I got this job I went and told Pop-Pop, I saw the world light up in his ocean blue eyes. He was so proud that I showcased the incredible work ethic that he had carefully taught me all my life. I also displayed this work ethic in school, Pop-Pop always wanted to see my report card, he would enthusiastically praise me on my A's and be my shoulder to cry on when I didn't understand something: a alive memory that I will hold dearly in my heart forever. Work ethic was Pop-Pop's world, and I have seamlessly incorporated it into mine as well. When I think about the wise words that Pop-Pop has willingly given me, I meaningfully compare them to the Ten Commandments of the Bible; they are like the divine commandments of a successful and fulfilling life. I will always apply these fundamental aspects to my personal, educational, and professional life as I see them as a gift. In order to pay his advice forward, I have ensured to make it a point that his words radiate through my actions and leave the world with the "sweet taste of wild blackberries" in my presence. Pop-Pop gave me the gift of success, honesty, love, and happiness and I would not trade it for the world.