I find it difficult to talk about my emotions. I create my poetry, photography, stories, and paintings for myself. I create what I like and I have to remember that every single day. Each piece of work I do has a piece of my heart, regardless of how it is viewed. My work matters to me, it represents who I truly am. Each line is like a scream from inside of em that no one around me can hear. You can ignore me or praise me. I don’t care, my creations are for me.