Depends of what you think of me... The things you think of me I wouldn't care... 
Words can't describe me even if I say them because its only a prop that I just act on for the world with a smile...
My true colors are express through the intimacy of art.
 By the stroke of the pen, brush and pencil I have made an infinite mark... Forever silent but immoral... 
So by this I say to make a simple of ways without my poetic speech...to say who I am...
I am a poetic artist...