Sometimes I cry myself to sleep
And sometimes I'm just too happy that I can't sleep
Sometimes I'm weird, sociable and just crazy
And sometimes I'm shy, awkward and quiet
Sometimes I'm too kind
And sometimes I'm too bad
Sometimes I'm this and sometimes I'm that
My world is unclear
everything and it's opposite
I'm who I am
I'm someone I don't understand
Someone so deep
Yet an open book
And if I ,myself , couldn't understand me
Then how could you ?
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A Slice Of Reality
Poetry#59 in poetry [03/10/17] -Highest rank - -Featured in @Wp_poetry reading list "stygian skies" [24/11/18] ❤ I was born with positivity running through my viens But this world kept spoonfeeding me what they call is real A slice of reality on my pla...
