Self Reflection: 2

I am a cutthroat creative,

A flower with no emotion,

A pale painting with vivid memories,

A blind light,

And a mute with more bark than bite,

I am an Icarus, but have I even reached the sun?

I am a narcissist but do I even truly love myself?

For if I did wouldn’t I lose myself?

And be overcome with both radiant light and splendor?

Who am I?

Multidimensional —

But sometimes it feels like I have split personalities,

One that can create,

And one that can destroy,

But if both rest within my spirit what does that make me?

A robot with emotions?

I just think it makes me human…