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.