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