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I am an empty piece of paper with rambling words written in invisible ink. I am chaos.
With voices constantly creating a scene of utter babel, I appear unscathed on this battlefield; I am peace.
I think in perfect order and speak in rambles; I am confusion
I set goals and draft out plans; I am clarity
A stitch out of place unravels my serenity; I am perfection
Inconsistency’s tiny crack spreads unease; I am obsessive
My mind is a sieve, where lessons slip through the holes of my forgetfulness, I am inveterate
I’m a canvas of repeated mistakes, each brushstroke a testament to my unlearned lessons.
Dangerously clinging to the miracle of change, I am hopeful
Unapologetically overly excited, constantly awaiting a better tomorrow, I am joy
I am a result of my environment, a boundless and timeless pursuit to do more than exist, to live vibrantly.
I am persistent; I am who I am. I am you.
Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God- Philippians 4:6
About the Creator
Nally
I'm a poet and writer who's all about exploring the messy, beautiful human experience. I write about life, love, and everything in between.
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