There’s a child inside me. He’s not playful or silly, Although he used to be. Now, he’s more of an annoyance than anything. Always complaining about something. But he’s the only reason I have joy. I have a warrior inside me. She gets into fights she doesn’t need to be in, She tries to save people who are already lost, And she comes out with scars. Countless scars from years of fighting. But she’s the only reason I have courage. I have an animal inside me. He’s a feline soul stuck in a human form. He claws at the insides of my mind, Trying to get out, But he can’t. He’s meant to roam free in the forests, Not be forced into this human lifestyle. But he’s the only reason I have freedom. I have an artist inside me. Over time, she’s lost her spark. No one appreciates her art anymore. They just say, “You can do better.” “Try it again.” She’s been crumbled by their words, But she’s the only reason I have creativity. I have a scientist inside me. They study nuclear physics, They learn about human health, But no one cares. Others put their inventive mind to boring tasks Like moon phases and Greek mythology. But they’re the only reason I have curiosity. People ask who the real “me” is. I tell them that they’re all me. The people inside me aren’t just some voices in my head. They’re components of who I am. No one understands that, though. But the people inside me Are the only reason I’m even here.
From left to right on the thumbnail "Beanie" (Child inside me) "Star" (Scientist inside me) "James" (Animal inside me- he's a Therian) "Melody" (Warrior inside me) "Nadia" (Artist inside me)
