What Am I?

I am a painter. 

I give life to that blank emotional canvas.

I am a creator,

Bringing life to my vivid imaginations.

I give out melodic sounds with each breath I make.

My existance becoming known with every motion.

Ebony lion mane.

Mother tongue common to some not all.

Caramel? Olive? Tan? Colors of complexion.

Blind? No; I just view the world in my own perception.

Yellow is my ongoing emotion.

"Dream! Belive!Do Repeat!", life’s ongoing motto.

Accepting all rocky roads and making my own path. 

Open minded to all, accepting all doors unlocked or not.

I am mindful.

Accepting all errors of my own

Of those around and unknown.

I am part of the unidentified; the group that has everyone guessing what race I am .

I am uncertain of “what is and what will be.” 

But with each step I take, I become closer to tthe me I won't be ashamed to be.

I am jagged.

I am not a solid color or a simple jewelry cut.

I am an intricate, a mishmash of many things.

I am not the perfect human being that is wanted nor well I ever be,

Because I am a living art piece; unique and unable to be duplicated.