I am abstract art painted to my liking.
Sculpted from the inside out. That is to say; Without fear.
A real picture of humanity without appearances.
The washed face.
The word that is not impressed by the absurdity of the labels.
I am the one who fills his mouth saying "I am", at the same time that his chest swells saying "although the world (which they did a shit), do not you think"
