This Is Me
I am short and sweet with a bit of sarcasm
I love and play and work and sing
I have limitations that I've accepted
Goals I wish to achieve
I need motivation to get stuff done
I swear and curse when you piss me off
I try to be fair and keep peace with everyone
But I am one person who can only do so much
I see beauty in living things
I hear music in many places
I believe in Angels who guard our lives
And yet there's so much that I still need to learn
I daydream whenever I can
I listen and observe more than I talk
I can read people as if it were my sixth sense
There's a lot in me that nobody sees
I contemplate life decision's
I struggle with everyday thing's
I even scream when it becomes overwhelming
Yet no one pry's when I say "I'm alright"
I find it hard to open up and trust
I doubt myself in many catagories
I never complain and hold it all in
And when I lie no one can tell
I cannot argue and win the fight
I have feared my own thoughts and feeling's
I wish to love and be loved by another
Yet I feel alone with just me and my mind
I have hopes and dreams that may not come true
I want much more than this bland life
I open my arms for a friendly face
But a lot will find it hard to believe that this is me
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