I am (not)
November 22nd 2007 08:12
I am confused.
I am fickle.
I am relational.
I am offbeat.
I am boring.
I am a contradiction.
I am worried.
I am artistic.
I am idealistic.
I am romantic.
I am authentic.
I am proud.
I am young.
I am nice.
I am grounded.
I am indefinable.
I am a bad speller.
I am right-handed.
I am pot-bellied.
I am depressed.
I am excited.
I am vivacious.
I am alive.
I am a wound-maker.
I am shy.
I am neutral.
I am loud.
I am not myself.
I am sullen.
I am brash.
I am non-confrontational.
I am a listener.
I am a talker.
I am a bystander.
I am eccentric.
I am stubborn.
I am creative.
I am rude.
I am delirious with joy.
I am content.
I am kind.
I am introverted.
I am confused.
I am not just this.
If I were outlined by these qualities they would bind me. I would have to acquire good qualities and shun the bad, an obsessive monk purging myself over and over yet still drowning in grime. There is something of infinitely more importance. I am loved. I am accepted by the author of my complexity. When this is realised the others fade away for I am free. I am not bound by my limitations and do not have to submit to my character. I am free to be I am not.
I am fickle.
I am relational.
I am offbeat.
I am boring.
I am a contradiction.
I am worried.
I am artistic.
I am idealistic.
I am romantic.
I am authentic.
I am proud.
I am young.
I am nice.
I am grounded.
I am indefinable.
I am a bad speller.
I am right-handed.
I am pot-bellied.
I am depressed.
I am excited.
I am vivacious.
I am alive.
I am a wound-maker.
I am shy.
I am neutral.
I am loud.
I am not myself.
I am sullen.
I am brash.
I am non-confrontational.
I am a listener.
I am a talker.
I am a bystander.
I am eccentric.
I am stubborn.
I am creative.
I am rude.
I am delirious with joy.
I am content.
I am kind.
I am introverted.
I am confused.
I am not just this.
If I were outlined by these qualities they would bind me. I would have to acquire good qualities and shun the bad, an obsessive monk purging myself over and over yet still drowning in grime. There is something of infinitely more importance. I am loved. I am accepted by the author of my complexity. When this is realised the others fade away for I am free. I am not bound by my limitations and do not have to submit to my character. I am free to be I am not.
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