Mixed

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You are yin and yang put into one,
At times I want to be in your arms,
The next I want to go as far away from you as possible.
You're like a pendulum,
Swinging back and forth between sensitive and ignorant.
You see the world in a such a warped way,
Were up is down,
Left is right,
And stop means go.
You're different,
Mixed with the sensibilities of an ape,
And the connectivity of a cable.
Sometimes I want to be alone;
Just you and me.
The whole world blurred out,
Only us,
Talking,
Listening,
Singing,
Joking.
But there are other times,
Times where I want someone to take you and put you in a mental asylum.
It's crazy,
You're crazy,
I'm crazy for you.
You're just a person who was shaken up,
And poured into the mold of you.
You're smart,
Stupid,
Likable,
Stand-offish,
Caring,
Oblivious to others emotions,
Sensitive,
Insensitive.
You're just mixed.

Steven Krauss-Akins ©2015

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