Wabi-sabi

I am wabi-sabi.Beauiful yet imperfectJoyfull but depressed.I am unique.I am outgoing, yet I hide.Im sweet yet I fightI travel becuase I'm scaredOf what, im not sure.I'm in love but i feel lonely sometimesI cry for this world, my generation.But i am never noticed.I help others,But they dont see me downing.I am all but a peaceful breaze.More like a huricaneBeautiful before to some,Annoying to othersPerfect to one,A 5 star storm bringing trouble and mysteriesBut somehow, not completely forgotten.I am wabi-sabi, beautiful yet imperfect.And this is my story and I.