• I cannot help it, my hands they just move.
    As they gracefully glide across my board of expression.
    Today a keyboard, tomorrow a canvas, there is no limit for release.

    I write to get out how I feel, to say things I would never say myself.
    I draw to show the world what I have seen, so every one may see my world.
    I sing because it frees my soul, when you sing all that ever matters is the emotions, and sometimes the lyrics.
    I dance because there is no wrong way, every move, every glide, is a rhythm of mine.

    There is no limit for which to express yourself; there is no wrong way to be you.
    My way is not the way of others, but that is okay, it's my way to be true.
    I can dance alone, I can sing alone, I can draw and write alone too.
    But I'd have to say, the best way
    to do all of these things is with you.