My soul flies free like a willow tree. Creating something out of nothing is what I do best. I'm infatuated with people and why they do the things they do. I have a vision that I strive for. Patterns and repetition bore me to death. I want originality. I want to define myself, I want to be the cynosure of something. I'm not selfish, I'm self-determined. I'm not cold, I'm forced to push forward, because I'm never going to be the one who's left behind.