I was once told I was an odd soul.
I suppose they were accurate in that accusation.
I'm the farthest thing from perfect
I am an absolute enigma.
My mind is dexterous
My intuition is ineffable.
I wonder what the camera really sees
I have the most forgiving heart you've ever known
I'm the most intense soul with whom you've ever connected
I can be the moodiest baby
I can be an asshole of the grandest kind
I can withhold like it's going out of style
You've never met anyone who can be as negative as me sometimes
You've never met anyone who can be as positive as me sometimes
I'm stronger than I give myself credit for
My downfalls have molded me
Never have you met anyone who is as stubborn as I am
I love the feeling of getting tattoos
I'm addicted to pain
and the numbness that follows
I'm convinced music is the only thing I could not live without
In times of trouble I have a tendency to flee
If you can calm my nerves you may have the key
My walls are higher than any you've ever seen before
I'm quietly outspoken
always seriously joking
I attempt to stay as far away from shy as possible
If you're a cute enough boy you may get me tongue tied
I'm my own biggest fan
I'm my own biggest critic
I like boys with clear minds
My passive-aggressiveness can be devastating
I'm terrified and mistrusting
There's not anything to which you cannot relate
There's so much to which you cannot understand
I don't know a lot about everything
but I do know about the part of everything I do know
I'm just a girl with big dreams.
Living is easy with eyes closed
I want to experience
I want to see
I want to stop time in a box
I want the ability to love without fear
and the courage to go after what I desire
I will prove you wrong for my own satisfaction
Thursday, May 6, 2010
When are we truly ourselves?
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