“Before beauty, there was the pen.
Before makeup, there were words—my refuge, my voice.
As a child, I answered with conviction:
“I want to be a well-known author.”
Not just a writer, but a creator of stories—
A weaver of thoughts, a seeker of truth.
Writing is where I go when the world feels loud,
Where my natural line of thinking blooms into art.
Beauty without depth is merely decoration,
And I am much deeper than the surface—
I am essence, I am mind.
When my attractiveness fades,
Let my words linger like Socrates,
Like Confucius, like W.E.B Du Bois & even the ancient one Djehuti (Thoth).
Beauty & intelligence are my brand.
May my thoughts inspire
Long after I am gone.” 𝒯𝒥
