Complete

I am a stray

I am the thinker

And the dreamer

 

I write my poems on the walls

My paintings hang high above my bed

 

I crumple the careful handwriting

And discarded the paper that holds my passion

 

I am a mutt

I am an introvert

Please don’t leave me alone

 

My home is your home

Come in and be happy here

 

I dare not open the door myself

Yours is not my space to invade

 

I am a dreamer

Free to ride my horse into battle

Free to sew more than just a doll dresses

 

Above all I am loved

For once it is more than a dream

 

I am disorganized

I am complete

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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