I’m (She's) a professional dreamer
An unsatisfied lover
A strange individual
Who can remember
The exact time and date
When something so simple
And unimportant
Occurred.

I’m (She's) a professional procrastinator
A beggar with a habit of choosing
A strange individual
Who hates herself (myself)
But can make myself (herself)
Love who I (she) am (is)
In a matter of
Minutes.

I’m (She's) a professional advice column
A colorful bright enthusiast, a grayscale pessimist
A strange individual
Who can’t use her (my) own advice
But tries anyway
And fails quickly
But acts as if I (she) don’t (doesn't)
Care.

I’m (She's) a (self-proclaimed) professional musician
A youth of nightmares
And teen years of inverting dreams with reality
A strange individual
Who gets inspired
To do something
Amazing, by
Playing a video game
For more than four
Hours.

I’m (She's) a professional caregiver
A girl who tries too hard
A girl who buries failure into herself (myself)
A strange individual
Who can’t forget past experiences
No matter how many times
She’s (I've) been told to leave them behind
And has a habit of
Starting from where
an old relationship
Had left
Off.

I’m (She's) professionally different.
I’m (She's) a professional perfectionist,
which means I’m (She's) professionally perfect
(in my (her) own perfect way).
I’m (She's) a professional heartbreaker,
who has been professionally
heartbroken.
I (She) wear(s) my (her) heart on my (her) sleeve
professionally,
but it’s
annoying because
it keeps getting
blood all over
my (her) favorite TDWP
Sweater.

I’ll (She'll) mop the floors of your truth and lies, a profession of devastaion with a disgust ridden face.