I am the fruits that grow from my seeds
      I am the sand when it brushes my feet.
I am the map of cities and towns
          Scars and bruises under my crown
A cosmic mermaid and stars are my shells
             I am a stranger in heaven and  hell
The rhapsody of chaos as it’s sung by the wind
                 I am euphoria that blooms in the spring
I am the pavement after the rain
                    A hopeless wanderer traveling by train
The crack on the sidewalk that darkens my path
                         I am my enemy my sword is my wrath
I am no skyscraper, I am no sham
                  All that I’m saying is I simply AM.