many
I am Many.
As In many things.
I am phenomenally intriguing.
I possess a captivating and dynamic spirit within me.
The spontaneous nature of my being is what enthralls my peers
I see the world through a different set of lens.
No rose colored glasses, nothing to blindfold me.
I am unstoppable at the very least,
Because I am determined.
I believe in myself because I am confident that I will prosper in life.
As life’s trials and tribulations stand boldly before me
I bear no feelings of vexation, sorrow, or distress.
Instead I carry along with me faith.
Perhaps it’s the superstition in me that forces me to believe that I was destined for greatness.
Perhaps I’m currently just a kid with a dream.
A dreamer, yes, yes.
Perhaps my dreams will manifest themselves & I will surmount against any negative perceptions towards me.
I told you I am intriguing.
My inner being is full of surprises.
The truth is,
I cannot explain to you who I am with one word other than many.
To say that I all together am any other word besides many would be a lie.
For I am more than one thing.
No single word can describe me as a whole besides many.
No one can be just a single thing neither me nor you.
I can’t JUST be intriguing.
I cannot merely be spontaneous and nothing else.
I refuse to only be a dreamer
And I am more than confident.
No word in the English language can describe who I am besides many.
Not intriguing
Not spontaneous
Confidence
Nor dreaming alone can define me.
I am Many.
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