I am me. I am the universe, I am made of galaxies and dazzling stars. I'm made of night skies and moody clouds. I am the sun, the moon and every light in between. I am a 100 year old tree and a flowing river in the middle of nowhere. I am the conceited wind that never bothers to blow in the middle of August. I am the dark before dawn. I am Pluto, I am left behind. I am Earth, I am life. I am the air you breathe and the breath of life you long for. I am death, I'm inevitable. I am haziness. I am winter; loved for my beauty and hated for the mess I cause when I decide to be myself. I am a furious act of kindness. I am whole. I am empty. I am freedom. I am injustice. I am sadness. I am the sea. I am a lost soul and a hidden one. I am a mistake occuring from a breakdown. I am a writer's block and a perfect inspiration. I am a soul. I am a body.  I am the unexplainable universe. I wish I could be more but I am me. I am me.