I am a melancholy creature with a Cheshire grin
I love Prussian and Vermilion and ink on my fingers
I always kiss my paintings so they know I loved them first
And I apologize for making them that way unless they are happy
Then I am envious
I love being dressed up to the nines but am happier sitting
In paint covered clothes
I am in love with red lipstick because it leaves marks when I give kisses
Somewhere over the rainbow is my favorite song
I love to look at clouds
And I am a creature of facts
I think magic is a fact under the right sky
I am hopelessly in love with love stories
I am fond of peppermint tea and raspberries on my fingers
I am addicted to stripes
I love to write poems and stories full of half lies and half truths
I have a million secrets
I skip when I walk when no one is looking
I am plagued by nightmares
But still think I am pretty lucky
So I never pick up lucky pennies
I only drop them
I love books and finding that perfect line that makes me feel alive
I put little folded notes in books at bookstores to maybe make someone’s day brighter
I am short but have a ten foot high temper
I think falling in love can change the world
I love the scent of paint and the people I love
I love to bite my nails
And I love weeping willow trees
And the sound of rain hitting the rooftop
Especially at night
I dance foolishly whenever I get the chance
And I have music on all the time
There are some songs I could not live without
I love record static in the background of a good song
And when someone takes a breath from an instrument
Since I was young strangers have told me their secrets
I am a closet religious freak, thought it would have been a good nun
That is until...
My hair is out of control as my thoughts most days
I am too sarcastic and full of dark humour
I dream far too big
Things are not always easy, but I still believe anything is possible
I have a million things still left to learn
And I know who I am from my mad head to my painted toes
Fortunately I cannot change any of this
