Me.

I am warmhearted never icy cold,

with a pretty face that will soon get old.

I am fragile yet tough as a man,

struggle thru life with no real plan.

I am petite and swear like a trucker,

slightly naive, but I'm no sucker.

I am a sinner with a halo of gold,

an open book with secrets untold.

I am a hypocrite but always play fair,

a bleeding heart and I don't care.

I am spontaneous, never a bore,

forever forgiving, Ill never keep score.

I am unstable and wonderfully wise,

a fucking deviant in sweet disguise.

I am creative and self-destructive

naturally skilled and unproductive.

I am far from shy and I am outspoken

with a heart of glass, easily broken.

I am never awkward and I’m well refined,

lost, insightful and a little love-blind.

I am respected and I am addicted

shamed by burdens, self inflicted.

I am nocturnal, a creature of night,

blissfully ignorant, typically never right.

I am cautious and I have no fear

Ive been dragged through the dirt with wounds to heal, now I’m just floating through life just trying to keep it real