You think of me as a walking libido,
as a person who only wishes to be touched...
A person without a heart.

How could you think that?

The audacity sickens me.

Do you not understand that I have a heart?
That I have the ability
to feel
to cherish
to love?

No, it isn't always on my sleeve...
I know that --
It's constantly shielded by my mind and the logic I so desperately cling to.

But you know me, don't you?

You should.

**By no means am I "heartless".

you wouldn't know what love is;

for love cannot be defined
the feeling cannot be described
as love, is a force of nature
it can be invited, but not dictated
we sometimes push that feeling away, but it remains
that strong incoherent 6th sense that we long to feel
you cannot make somebody love you
nor can you prevent it
inherently compassionate and empathetic
it confuses many.
is love real?
or is it just a fragment of hope left in humanity?
**maybe we'll never know

The course book says psychology, AP
I'll take it, people are fascinating
There are many jobs in the psychology field
I can be a psychologist... I would like that
Here's all these facts and stats and methods
Wow this is a lot of work...
Here is your A at the top of the class
But I'm doing just fine... this is something I love

I don't love it now
when I have to grow up fast
solve everyone's problems
because I'm too kind
too sweet
too much of a pushover to let people suffer



****** I can't even finish writing this