Creator
I create.
I demonstrate.
I articulate.
I don’t borrow vision
I see with my own eyes,
untaped, unfiltered, untouched.
You used me.
You hurt me.
You abused me.
You loved me
Then you left me.
You spoke to me,
then went silent.
Gave me nothing
and took everything.
Good.
Because I don’t ask who I am
I define it.
Before the world sees it, I’ve already lived it.
Every thought I hold is a signal.
Every word I write is a signature.
Pain is the lesson.
And I take every inch of it
not to break,
but to build.
I don’t wait to become
I move as if I already am.
Because what I see, I shape.
And what I shape, becomes.
I am a writer. Not one day now.
And I will be the best,
because I refuse to be anything less.
