I am an amalgamation of my past, present and future,
A canvas on which people paint.
I am a collection of experience shared by the ignorant and wise,
A fabric of multicoloured yarn, threads interwoven by a multitude of hands.
I am the summation of every word I have spoken,
A book with empty pages ready to be inked.
I am a reflection of my relationships,
A consequence of loving and being loved.
I am a star in the sea of a galaxy,
A small light brightened by others lending their shine.
Most of all, I am me and that in itself is a wonderful thing to be.
Nov 11, 2025
Nov 11, 2025 at 9:18 AM UTC
I am an amalgamation of my past, present and future,
A canvas on which people paint.
I am a collection of experience shared by the ignorant and wise,
A fabric of multicoloured yarn, threads interwoven by a multitude of hands.
I am the summation of every word I have spoken,
A book with empty pages ready to be inked.
I am a reflection of my relationships,
A consequence of loving and being loved.
I am a star in the sea of a galaxy,
A small light brightened by others lending their shine.
Most of all, I am me and that in itself is a wonderful thing to be.