So full of deceit,
My life's a contradiction.
One day it's reality,
The next one it's fiction.
I'm lost without reason
Because I made it so
To increase the complexity
And force myself to grow.
I'm so full of life today,
But tomorrow it dies.
I'm so full of optimism,
But a pessimist cries.
The two extremes of who I am
Are what I hate to be.
I’m so scared to waste it,
Then scared to run free.
Can I live it day by day,
Or do I even dare?
I'm so full of wonder now,
But tomorrow I won't care.
Two Sides Of Who I Am
Great poem, Storm. To me as an emergency services working and PTSD sufferer, it alludes to the need to care about and support each other and to be grateful for those special people in our...
Contradiction
Published by Family Friend Poems March 2017 with permission of the Author.
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