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Who am I?
16 June 2009 / 7:45 PM ♥
I am weak, but I am strong.
I have been hiding for so long. I am honest, yet I lie. I'm not perfect, but I'm still great. I make mistakes, but clean it up. I am afraid, though I don't know why. I am foolish, but I am wise. I am paranoid, but I am clearheaded, These are the days to dread the dreaded. I am sweet, but I can be a witch. People say I'm intelligent, but I don't believe; I'm only intelligent enough to deceive. I wish I could borrow others eyes to judge me. I haven't altered much since I was a child. My temperament's never been considered very mild. I am exhausted outside and inside. I'd do just about anything to be rested again. I've had many dreams, not many have come true. But the problem has been me not doing what I need to do. Get in my way if you dare, it won't matter I can bend you to my will, use you as I wish Then toss you aside and move on. PS: Seriously, the last three lines are queer. I suppose that idea to twist things up a little bit. :) Labels: introspection, life, literature, queer, repugnance |
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