we're often asked
what we do with our time
what our ambitions are
what we fear most

and most times
im gonna be honest
about all of the above
but dont dare ask me

who are you

for i myself am unsure

today

i may tell you im a dreamer
a romantic at heart
who dreams of big gestures
and flowers for valentines

next year

id be the one who hates surprises
started socially smoking
prefers the indoors
and snow over the sun

i am unreliable
not just to myself
but to you

i was, i am and
still will be

not who i say i am