Who am I?

                             Hell, I don’t even know,

                             I have passions and obsessions,

                             And things I hate too,  

                             I love the popping sounds of my records I spin,

                             I love to close my eyes as I pour my heart and soul into my guitar,

                             I love laughter,

                             And Happiness too,

                             I love the thunder and rain,

                             And jumping into puddles,

                             And reading books until I go insane,

                             I love my Oboe,

                             And my friends too, 

                             I love physics, math and chemistry too,

                             I love engines and cars,

                             And animals too,

                             I love the mountains, lakes and trees,

                             I love the city,

                             But I hate always living in doubt,

                             I hate cruelty,

                             And the media too,

                             I hate anger,

                             And bigotry,

                             I guess you can say,

                             I am a dreamer,

                             I am a girl who always looks at the stars,

                             Waiting for something new,

                             I am an adventurer always seeking for the next mountain,

                             I am a scientist,

                             I am an artist,

                             I am a fighter

                             I am not my anxiety,

                             I am not a follower,

                             I am not a lable, 

                             I am not a one worded description, 

                              I am

                              Simply me