Woman

I become what I write.
I become a lover, a friend,
A mother, a child.
I become the father, the brother,
The friendship gone so wrong.
Each word makes me,
Changes me into whatever it
Is that’s needed to convey that art.

I become a dreamer and a cynic,
A writer, an artist, a woman.
It’s the artist inside of me that
Begs for inspiration wherever I might
Find it. It’s the woman inside of me
That begs to inspire others whenever
I might find them.

In all the characters I’ve become,
All the personas I’ve learned to be,
All the words I’ve written,
And all the times I’ve begged myself
To dig deeper and become more
Of the person I form the words for,
There is one that has shown me myself.

There is only one that makes me
Who I am, only one persona that I become to write
Takes me other places and shows me my own heart.

I become what I write,
I can be lover, friend, daughter.
mother, son, father.
But what I already am and have learned
To be in perfect words is

woman.