I am complex
A  heart torn apart but not broken
My kindness is my weakness
I always aim for change
I battle so much in my life
The tears burn my skin
I  dream of love in  a cold world
I am love or hate me but to love me is too see my soul
I am judged by many but many don't  see  the image which is me
I not from any other mold
i am coconut looking for  his tree
This is me a  nut shell stuck in this dream which is me