Contradiction
I need people around me,
Because being lonely just doesn't fit me.
But I don't like people talking because their words
Can be piercing.
I need some peace and quiet to settle my thoughts,
But sometimes the quiet is deafening and jumbles me up.
I need a piece of a positive mind
To help me move forward,
Because my mind is dreading tomorrow
And the next day,
And the next week,
And the next year.
I need some form of guide
On how to grow up and adult.
But if i need a guide now,
Wouldn't that just mean
I'll need one later?
I need to figure myself out,
Because this poem is a contradiction,
Just like the things I want
Conflict with the things I need.