Nîn+Fëa

Nîn Fëamedia type="custom" key="3002640"

How can one describe me in words? To place down my personality upon paper or a screen, and to just be able to define who I am in simple text. You can't. And possibly - you never will.

I am the wind, water and dirt. A walking maze if you will. Waiting and searching to find my way to the end. Words can not describe me, nor actions to define me. They can only illuminate ways I am if even that. Ai eis tia orn myr. Byr oli tal tali ti bys shael ti. Ai eis oli shai tylyr tia var eil Ai eis oli sai tyri shos posaelol Ai thylyrn. - //I am my own person, my own soul. You, nor anyone else can ever change that.//

You will learn that I'm not afraid. I am one who is honest and open. I do not fear to fall for my actions. Fear, I have learned to ignore. Yet I tremble at the thought of loss. I'm always welcoming a thrill. Danger, excitement, and most thing daring draw my attention. But tranquil and peaceful things catch my eye too. I shall start a never ending war until I have won any case I plead. I'm consistent to my desires and beliefs. It is very rare upon occasion in which one can truly defeat me in a debate, or to change my views. I am strong willed yet weak at heart. For many, I tend to take the mother's care to. Yet I seem to have a hard shell in which ignores. I sit back and observe, or I just dive right in - head first. With me, you can expect the unexpected, or be able to predict my every move. I thrive for adventure, yet love to stay in and cuddle. Experiencing new things is always on the list, but at times I like to stick to what I'm used to. I'm completely confusing and complex, yet as simple as reading aloud the alphabet. I'm independent but yet dependent upon others. You can trust me with your life, or you can place no trust in me at all. I love with all I have, yet am sour with all my might. I can be extremely sensitive but sometimes very insensitive. I may be beautiful, or truly horrifying. I am never fully together, nor ever fully here. But I'm always aware and near. I must always be kept interested or I will disappear. I can cry so often a day, but yet keep my eyes dry for months. I can be extremely loud, or as quiet as a whisper. I enjoy standing out in a crowd, or just flowing with all around. I swim against the current, fly against the wind, yet glide or float about. I love to snuggle up close yet at times keep my distance. I do not like to be alone, yet it's the greatest feeling. I'm against it all, but so completely for it. I am always welcoming to new knowledge as long as it catches my eye, yet so reluctant to know more. I want to travel and discover all for myself, yet love to be spoon fed at times. I fall from the cliffs, yet climb to the top. I am neither black nor white. Not this or that. I'm Gray, I am it. I'm the mixture of both, never sworn to change my tone nor texture. Only waiting to change my paths throughout my life. And my heart, it too waits - waiting to grasp those hands to walk down the paths with.

We may never be too sure as to what I'm like, how I am, nor why I am. But what we all can agree to, and what we all will forever know, is that **I am grayson.** And with just saying that, understanding is simple to find.

