I’ve always thought I was a living paradox.
But I’ve never known just how much of it is true…
I’ve always been frustrated with myself
With my constant inner struggle
The debate between the heart and the mind
Which is always seemingly never-ending
It drains me…
Exhausts me…
Makes me lose sleep...
And I never understood why…
Until I found out that I was
As rational as I was emotional
As symmetrical as I was asymmetrical
As abstract as I was concrete
As cool as I was warm
Almost…
So I am a living paradox
Who now knows better of the way she thinks
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