Confession No. 1:

I AM NOT THE CHANGE I WANT IN THIS WORLD

I am a writer who doesn't express,

An artist with fractured hands,

A nurse who doesn't help,

And a star who doesn't shine.

I waste paper and talent indiscriminately.

I judge without thinking.

I don't always smile,

And I don't always dream.

I ignore both stop signs

And human suffering.

I detest dishonesty, and

I sometimes discard truths.

I am the work-in-progress,

The unfinished piece.

I kiss with heart untouched;

I touch with soul un-kissed.