As I Am. . .As a writer I cringe at my sad stories.
As a photographer I see the world with sad eyes.
As a poet my paper holds no backspace key.
As a painter I meet my demise.
As a singer I sing almost off key.
As a model I pose with incredible ease.
As a sculptor I'm a petite bourgeoisie
As a lover I hope to be your nominee
As a lyricist I write songs from my soul.
As a lady I have to treat you right
As a woman I'm expected with birth control
As a person I see pain that's out of sight.