What am I?
I am a lot of things.
A bitch is one of those things. I am a bitch to people who get in my face. I am a bitch to those who do me wrong. But I am THE bitch at work.
I am vain. Believe it or not, I look in as many mirrors as I can. I have no idea why, I just do it. I always look for mirrors, but I can’t have one in my bedroom. But I look at my lips and eyes. And occasionally my mess of hair.
I am a lover, not a fighter. But don’t get me wrong, you start messing with me, you will see how much fight is still in me.
I’m a reader. I love to read. I think that it allows me to explore different worlds and times.
I’m a singer.
I’m a writer. Though, I don’t write like I used to, I still write and I love it.
I’m a damn good wife.
I’m a mess. That, unfortunately, I can’t change. I think my husband would be happier if I could, I know I would be.
I’m bipolar? Maybe…The jury is still out on that thought.
I’m crazy! Certainly not, though it feels like it sometimes.
I’m a musician…or I used to be.
I’m an animal lover. I love my animals, hate animal cruelty.
I’m a believer? Yes, I think so. I believe in God, I believe he is my savior, and one day I will meet him in Heaven.
I am me.