By Walt Walton
Behind me there’s a mystery, I want growth for me and potentially
There’s no convincing me otherwise, I can be self-absorbed & for that I apologize
Let me emphasize, I create to demonstrate my temperamental
Above all else I’m expressive, so I stay keeping it real on my Nina Simon, you know how I feel
Although I’m aware of my feelings for sure, hopefully by now you can tell I’m a Four
My 3-wing can sometimes send me on a detour
My 5 wing allows me to go and explore, teaching me I always want something more
I don’t think others can quite understand it, I hope my unique talents aren’t taken for granted
I’m creative, self-aware, & to be honest I like being romantic
I’m not hopeless so there’s no reason to panic
I’m compassionate & true to myself, so just show me some love
Or any other type of affection, that way I can feel comfortable showing you my identity expressions
Oh yeah by the way I have a confession
She sells seashells by the seashore,
The shells she sells are seashells, I’m sure.
So if she sells seashells on the seashore, oh yeah, the confession . . . oops, I’m a Four