Who I am con't be seen in a picture,

So who am I? 

 

Within four walls, I am comfortable. 

I'm lost in deep sea of words on a page, and i don't feel like swimming.

My ideas flow like brush strokes in the air,

but they can not be contained.

Who I am can't be seen in a picture.

So who am I?

 

Outside, I'm free and wild.

My character is alive for all to see.

My heart beats at the beauty of nature.

No season can hold me in.

Who I am can't be seen in a picture.

So who am I?

 

I'm desperately trying to make wrongs right.

I'm fighting to stop my mistakes.

It feels as though each right I do

only adds up to two wrongs.

But I'm only learning

that two wrongs don't make a right...

Then what's the odds of fixing a wrong?

I'm someone who is trying.

Who I am can't be seen in a picture.

So who amI?