Pieces of Thoughts

My Mind

My mind is complex yet organized.
Like the way I am.
Everything has it's own section.
From dream to friends to memories.
In a way, it's weird.
I don't understand it.
The things I think of...
The ideas I have...
The solutions...
Tips...
One thing I don't have.
Being more confident.
I'm a bit shy.
I don't like talking to a lot of people in real life.
I don't ask for help when I need it.
I walk away to my room to read.
I put myself down to much.
I panic over exams and projects way too often.
Yeah, that's me.
But I do have these thoughts:
Isn't everything weird and normal?
There is not Opposite Day.
Why am I typing this?
The things I say...
The thoughts I have...
Are something...
But what?
Normal? What even is normal?
An adjective. An opinion.
What about weird?
An adjective. An opinion.
So, can't someone be both?
Are they the same or opposite?
They are both.
My mind is both.
I am both.
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Not the best poem, but how is it?