Sometimes I stand and stare in the mirror and I see a wonderful person,
a true friend, a kind person, a nice looking person
But on other days I see the other side of me
It's not cute, nor adorable, just a plain looking person, with a not so attracted attitude
But, am I really mean, or is it on those days I just want to be alone, and by pushing everything and everybody away from me, is the only way I can get the freedom I need
The room my mind need to expand its horizons, the room my body need to stretch so it too can grow
I'm just misunderstood, because I don’t even understand myself at times
I don't understand society, and society doesn't understand me
I don't know why I say or do the things I do, I just know that I do them, and regret it later
Maybe I ask too much of myself, maybe I should enjoy being the person I am, and stop wanting to be the person I am not, I just should just except myself, for who I am
That way, at least I will understand me, if no one else does
Sometimes it's best to be by yourself in deep thoughts, soaking in the silence of night, while looking at the moon and stars, letting them set the tone of my mood
But then there's the other times, where I wish to have someone who truly loves me by my side, soaking up their essence, while their love seeps inside me
I shouldn't feel bad being a confused person, after all, this is a confusing world we live in


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