I am love, hate, and passion

Looking in the mirror and hating what I see

Blood to be spilled by a knife

 

I am the dust of the earth, grains of salt, and green eyes

Trying my best to smile

Held together by the breath of life

 

I am yours to use, abuse, and adore

Feel me in your veins

Take in the fruity scent of my hair

 

I am grounded, hated, and a believer

Think of me as your puzzle piece

A breath of fresh air

 

I am beautiful, hideous, and a mess

I hate everything I love about myself

I’m in recovery

 

I am learning, breathing, and ignorant

Trying to make my way in the world

A charging battery

 

I am nothing, perfect, and dying

A shell with a soul

Devouring the fruit of the poisonous tree

 

I am loving, broken, and quirky

Moulding my brain against society

I am me