I am not a masterpiece. 68/365

I am not a masterpiece. 68/365

I am not a masterpiece trying to master peace.

I am a chaotic garbled assortment of wrongs, rights, somethings nice... others not so much.

I am not a masterpiece trying to master peace.

I am a seed, attempting to sprout and take root in an environment that never intended for me to grow.

I am not a masterpiece trying to master peace.

I am Emmanuel and Lanitta's daughter, constantly striving to make her parents proud, constantly striving to make sure that their work is not in vain.

I am not a masterpiece trying to master peace.

I am a woman, still getting acclimated with her womanhood. I am a woman who is learning to differentiate between the softness in someone's touch and their true intentions. I am a black woman who is learning the beauty in both of my identities, especially as they coincide and collide. 

I am not a masterpiece trying to master peace.

I am Adesuwa. I am learning. I am not perfect, and these days, I'm accepting the fact that I never will be. 

I am not a masterpiece trying to master peace, but instead an abstract painting trying to figure itself out. Watch as these emotions, these feelings, these thoughts begin to unravel and find happiness with themselves, with each other. Watch.