Who am I?
I am just a girl,
I am no woman,
I am flawed,
I am full of mistakes,
I am neither perfect,
nor even closets to one,
For myself is amiss,
My whole is tattooed with scars,
My body is a temple of sins,
But I am no evil,
Nor a saint,
Not even an angel
just merely a human;
Tainted and wronged
But still, I am loved for who I am.
Who am I?
I am just a damsel;
A nothing in distress.
I can mask my face,
I can fake my tears,
I can make my happiness,
I can put away my miseries.
You can't easily manifest in my eyes the true emotions,
For I have perfected the art of hiding my afflictions.
My lips throw words with lies,
My touch shows no meaning,
But only a potion to hid my true feelings.
I have lots of secrets,
Less of truths.
I am bound this way to keep my secrecy,
and to spare me to those person who loves to break trust and commits infidelity.
Who am I?
I am just a nobody,
I don't have the power,
I am not even a brainy,
With a total no beauty,
I don't have the talents;
But I can sing,
Yet only in the shower,
Yes I can dance,
But only in my mirror,
Unfortunately, arts hated me,
And I hate it too,
so the feeling is mutual
There's nothing to argue.
I am not also qualified in sports,
Cause honestly, I am too lame.
Indeed,myself is a shame!
For I don't know what should I do,
And I don't know what can I do.
I am not even placed to any best,
Cause I could only see myself a less.
But seriously, I might be a nobody,
just tell me what do you want me to be,
And I'll gladly turn this nobody into somebody.
Who am I?
Well, I am person with a mood similar to a weather.
In a minute I am jolly,
In a second I am mad.
It is like a minute to sunny afterwards I am rainy,
Like an autumn that immediately turns to fall,
And then a spring splits to winter.
My mood is a chaos,
Definitely an akin to climate change,
And if it is really is a weather ,
I tell you, it would be an overall disaster.
Who am I?
I am just a girl,
No extraordinary,
I am just girl,
a personified simplicity.
But I am like a puzzle,
An unsolved one,
More of like a riddle,
That answers to none.
I am much a parallel to labyrinth,
I'll leave you with confusions,
But the best answer to who am I?
is me, this is me.
My name is just my name,
Yet my personality,
It is the representation of the half of me,
Because my other half ,
Still belongs to a mystery,
That hangs you to lots of query.
Please leave a comment. Thank you and have a great day ahead.
-Chaos
