Hajithepoet

Who are you? A question I reflect on often. Am I the experiences that have shaped my reality thus far? Am I how i'm perceived by the world and what little they know about me based on the multiple matrices we use? Perhaps I am the creator behind the art? The muse and the artist. Maybe I am angry. Maybe I am light. Maybe I am a multitude of complicated emotions that exist within this body. What a liberating feeling to accept this truth. Who are you?