I am

I am a student;

but, I'm not just a student.

I am the painter of my life,

stained with wild aspirations.

I am the trier who runs,

until she runs out of air.

I am the guard of hope,

keeping the light of life.

I am the creator of ideas,

locked in musty notebooks.

I am the weaver of dreams,

spinning scattered threads.

I am the carrier of guilt,

my flaws, my faults, my sins.

I am the flow of feelings,

tickling and stinging the eye.

I am a sister, a daughter,

but I also am a living soul.

When you ask me who I am.

I might not be able to tell.

I put it as best as I could.

This is me and so are you.

We are not just our tags, our professions, or our relations, we are much more. Don't you forget that🙃