I am a contradiction within myself.
I preach about self love and self positivity and I don't even love myself.
I want to be loved by all yet hated by some.
I love the attention but when too much comes I shy away from it.
I am the definition of an imperfect perfectionist.
And I hate it but I love it too.
I want to change my ways but too I'm too content with my demons.
They have become my friends and enemies.
But why should I change now?
I am merely the character of an unfinished book
and we haven't reached the climax yet.
YOU ARE READING
Unspoken Thoughts
PuisiA collection of poems that I've written that will leave you feeling woke, sad or inspired. Most of them are things that I'm going through/overcoming and the rest are scenarios in my messed up mind. Hope you learn a thing or two.
