I am music and words. Books, pictures, pencils, and paper. Writings of others and of myself. I am laughing and being with people I know and care about. My friends are me. Each part of them is in me, creating who I am. I am outside, camping,watching stars. I am playing crazy games, dancing in the summer under the stars with my friends. I am waltzing in the snow to the music of laughter. I am movies, books, plays, poems and people. I am all the places I have seen, all the things I have done, and all the things I have made. I am in all the people I have met, and they are in me. I am all the things I have said, kind or not. My flaws are me. I am my religion, my beliefs. My morals and values mold me to who I am, I am trusting honest, and smart, A piano, a viola, a violin, they are all part of me. I am sarcasm, laughter and joking. I am modern and classic. I am a part of something bigger than myself. I am part of my city, my state, my country, my world. Who am I? It’s not as easy to explain as it sounds. There is not one thing that makes me up. I am a mix of all the things that make my life worth living. I am my past. I am my Present. I am my future.
The cause of the pain Stops the pain The lack of the cause Sharpens the pain The cause itself Loathes the pain But the love of the cause Is the pain 6/12/08
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