I am who I am
I am
artistic and open
I wonder
why I care for conformity
I see
Beauty in abandonment
I want
to aspire and except life's criticism
I pretend
I am emotionally tame
I feel
antagonism for my passion's
I touch
these scars, memories, regret and true experiences
I cry
when greed takes over my generousity
I am
creative and tolerant
I understand
I am imperfect , my vices make me
I say
that judgement makes us amauratic
I dream
I can maintain joy through catharsis
I try
to become augment
I hope
I develope a sense of being introspective
I am
artistic and open
This poem is about:
Me