I am what I am I am a thousand waves crashing on a rocky shore A grain of sand on a long endless beach I am loved by the ones I love I am what I am I am a child I am true to myself I paint pictures in the sky I make music in the trees I am a lover of beauty of music of movies I am a character a monster under your bed I am dangerous I am weak I am what I am I am a thinker a dreamer I’m a believer
I am a hundred balloons waiting to pop An unnoticed spider in the crack of a wall A single love letter thrown away in fear I am hard to handle I am a listener a helper I am what I am I am an actor I smile to fight away the tears and I scream when I’m happy I am a gentle heart but I have a rough outer edge
I am a fighter A lover I fight for what I love I may look fragile But it takes a lot to damage me I have a temper but a soft soul I am what I am I am a sister a daughter a cousin I am a bright flower that glows in the darkest of days I brighten a room with my smile my laugh some have said it brightens the most impenetrable of souls.
I am a gift A friend A thinker A dreamer A believer
(2013)
This is me, in a poem with no punctuations