I’m a paradox.
I say I don’t care,
when I really do.
I say I don’t need someone
to ask me how I am,
while I am longing them to.
I say my voice matters
and act as though it doesn’t.
I want someone to know my emotions
when I haven’t told them
and never want to tell them either.
I want to be happy
but I think of sad thoughts.
I am lazy,
yet I am ambitious.
I crave attention,
love and support
but reject when it
comes in my way.
I am strong,
yet run back to the ones who hurt me.
I am a conflicted contradiction.