I Am Poem by Edward Rios

I am an Artist.
I wonder if i can get away.
I hear envy.
I see an abstrakt world.
I want freedom.
I am trapped.

I pretend i am somewhere else.
I feel angry and sad.
I touch reality and the objects inside it.
I worry for my well being.
I cry out for help.
I am a prisoner of my own mind.

I understand where i stand.
I say im alright.
I dream of another world.
I try to fight addiction.
I hope i dont lose my mind.
I am an artist.