I am a critic.
I judge and compare.
I dissect and scrutinize.
I think I know what’s best for all of us.
I give my opinion as truth.
I take things that are not mine.
I look for flaws and tear apart things that others have built.
I am afraid to create.
I am lazy and uninspired.
I am superficial and lack empathy.
I do not know what is best for me.
I am jaded and scared of the truth.
I know that nothing belongs to me.
I will look for beauty in all things and construct something for someone to enjoy.
I seek to create not critique.
I look for inspiration in unlikely places.
I marvel in awe of what’s below the surface.
I would rather be happy than right.
I know the difference between my feelings and the truth.
I believe the entire world is our canvas for great works.
I see everyone as an artist, no matter their craft.