I am, I was
I am an artist and a poet.
I’m usually meticulous; I check and recheck every little detail.
Lend me an ear and I’ll babble a million miles per hour.
My artistic temperament is a result of my vibrant articulation.
A lively and free spirited kid is what my parents hoped I’d become.

I am a lawyer
I argue my views with a slight perception yours.
I spring up at the fruit of the conversation and tear you notions apart.
I’m always right, always.
I am very amiable and sociable.

I am a janitor.
I’ll let my dirt pile up and ill sweep it under the rug.
Walk through the crowds, zombie like and follow the herd.
Let the chips fall where they may, I’d lose them anyway.
I’ll sleep on the work and let the time pass by.