I am erratic.
A giddy, round-eyed, five-year old.
A rocker who has too much soul.
Who cried when the wind blows the wrong way.
Who giggles incessantly at the break of day.
A realist who views the world with a broken heart.
An optimist who believes there's always a new start.
A person whose emotions change with the seasons,
And is underconfident and at times believes life has no meaning.
Whose nerves are as frazzled as her hair.
Who sometimes wishes she didn't care.
Who frequently as trouble sleeping at night,
Worrying constantly about the meaning of life.
A girl who fears she's driving you insane,
Because her erraticness is rattling your brain.