hi.

my name is uncertain.

my skin flows thick with melanin.

my hair coily and dense.

i keep to myself 

living in my own bubble.

just me and my poetry.

 

i have an observant mind

tracking and keeping note

of the behaviors of my acompliances.

 

my heart is passionate

oozing with love.

but i try to harden it

out of fear of it being broken again.

 

i am a teenager

ridden with angst and growing pains.

but inside 

a small flower blooms

a sign of life.

 

i love unconditionally.

feminine, or masculine, 

both are appealing.

 

i am a blank slate.

there is no box that i can be forced into.

 

i am me

me is i.