I am sui generis,
Of his, hers, its, or their own kind, unique.
Perhaps as confusing as the word looks,
I’ve heard that a few times.
From Latin descent, meaning: of its own kind,
My own kind.
I am an original artist,
My art is sui generis.
This word has no value,
I am valuable.
Relevant, treasured, significant.
I am boundless and limitless.
I am infinite with knowledge of myself,
Passing the mass majority of my generation.
Creating simulated art for recognizable popularity.
I am unknown by others,
Truley knowing someone takes time.
People are impatient,
I am impatient.
I have failed,
I have succeeded.
Both have carefully sculpted who I am today.
Yesterday I was a different person.
I experience life changing events every day ,
Major or minor.
They all make up the person I am becoming.
Who am I?
I analyze what’s going on around me.
I see the people, the world, the changes.
I see the hideous,
I see the lovely,
I don’t let this brutal world abuse me.
I am capable,
I have a lanky body,
Stronger than I look.
I have an enduring heart and mind.
I am positive that these words do not define me,
you asked me who I am?
I am Hannah Wright.