Tonight's a night like many others. I have so many things to say and yet my words fail to form in a way that represents my overwhelming desire to create this beautiful word art. I want to explain my frustration in those who insist on making a stance for the sake of standing for something. I'd like to say what a fine line there is between debate and disrespect. I would like to express my passion for art of all shapes, sizes, forms and textures- for it is my soul's food. I want to recognize those whom are intelligent enough to inspire me and bold enough to defend their beliefs. I want to voice my disgust in mocking my God. I wish for once my heart could burst out in the phenomenal song that is awaiting within me. Tonight, I want to share my passion, my heart of hearts. Words are my sweat, tears and lifeblood. Words are what I have to hold on to, grow on, and spring forth from. If only I could say these things in words that did justice to the beauty they hold in my mind. One day my mind's eye will peer at the world, and the world will peer back, seeing for the first time the simplicity of love and the sincerity of passion that has molded me into who I am.