A Living Contradiction.

 I'm paradoxical, I like to be happy, but I think about sad things all the time.

I don't really like myself, but I love the person I've become.

I say I don’t care, but I care too much deep into my bones.

I crave attention, and yet I reject everything that comes my way.

I healed people but broke my own heart, trying to fix them.

I love to listen but never tell them what’s inside me.

A living contradiction—that's what I am.


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