I AM...

I Am...

 

Angry, happy, all the same

My life passes by, two can play this game

Emotionally driven, the pads of my hands

Hormonally wrong and tight inside

Really scared that I lost the high-ride

Not confident enough, but too confident

Not caring enough, but too caring

Not changing enough, but still sharing

All my feelings, transparency with no shame

Angry, happy all the same

This poem is about: 
Me

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