I am an artist.
Always looking for that next piece of inspiration.
Blasting music so I can hear others' words.
Searching for other famous works to learn from.
I am a painter.
Always covered from head to toe in paint splatters.
Stroking paint-covered bristles onto pristine crisp paper.
Mixing random blues and reds into a rainbow,
Of my own imagination.
I am a drawer.
Pushing rich, thick lines of charcoal into sketchbooks.
Converting ideas into shapes into masterpieces.
Blending, Erasing, Smudging, Creating.
I am a writer.
Piecing together sentences with each period.
Searching for words that explain my morals and hurts.
Fawning over Erin Hanstan's poems, with some tears too.
But most importantly I am me.