So I felt the need to write this after writing a terrible poem in English class:
I am the painter
I am a single seed
I am a doorway with no door
I am the clamped lock
I am a draft to be revised
I am an the artist
I am the wolf howling to the moon
I am the burning torch yet to be lit
I am a book with missing pages
I am a page needing a book
I am the constructer
I am an unfinished toy
I am a thought yet to be written
I am a bed needed to be made
I am the missing puzzle piece
I am the controller
I am the buttons that change the game
I am the human needing no angel
I am the angel having no human
I am the beginning.
