i've had my share of personal tragedies.
i've reached the core of my catharsis--in the middle of the night, with no sound.
i like to think my heart is made of jello.
i also learned, sometimes, it is made of stone.
sometimes i like to burst into dance,
sometimes i just want to cuddle in bed and never be disturbed.
sometimes i like to be the center of attention,
sometimes, i feel the need to deactivate my facebook account.
wish i could explain why i am, how i am.
but i am a jumbled ball of emotions.
and sometimes i do not like to be untangled.
it's nice to be complex. i like it.
but maybe you do not like complex.
it should be simple, you said.
yes is yes, and no is no.
but no, i don't believe so.
there are lots of grays in between. nothing is as simple as it seems.
or maybe everything is, but i do not want them to be.
i am complex. i like it that way.