I am either an untameable fountain
Or a drowsy puddle
I am either a stormy ocean
Or an abandoned pond
I am either screaming at your face
Or sitting in the corner hiding my face in my hands
I am either talking so much you can't understand a word
Or not answering your questions
I am either hyper and twirly
Or so tired that I don't care about anything
I am either talking so much **** you wish I couldn't talk
Or not talking at all
I am either full of positivity and power
Or like a lifeless shell of my body
I am either sure I want to die
Or afraid of its possibility
I am either a fighter
Or a loser
On some days I am the one
On some days I am the other
There is no in-between
Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 3:38 AM UTC
I am either an untameable fountain
Or a drowsy puddle
I am either a stormy ocean
Or an abandoned pond
I am either screaming at your face
Or sitting in the corner hiding my face in my hands
I am either talking so much you can't understand a word
Or not answering your questions
I am either hyper and twirly
Or so tired that I don't care about anything
I am either talking so much **** you wish I couldn't talk
Or not talking at all
I am either full of positivity and power
Or like a lifeless shell of my body
I am either sure I want to die
Or afraid of its possibility
I am either a fighter
Or a loser
On some days I am the one
On some days I am the other
There is no in-between
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