I am more than just a number,
I am more than just a test.
I am more than that pencil meeting the page.
I am mountains, I am earth.
I am burning fire, and I am pounding rain.
I am iridescent, I am pure.
I am bold, and I am cautious.
I have feelings, and I have dreams...
And I have love within my veins.
I have grown, like trees and the flowers that coat this earth.
I am the wind within the leaves, and the waves within the sea.
I have understood sadness, and happiness, and everything in-between.
I have learned how to write, and how to read, and how to sing...
I am mellifluous, I am nefarious; I am ethereal—
I am entirely eloquent, yet wholly ineffable.
And of course, without doubt, I am completely, tirelessly, undeniably me.