They say I’m quiet, naive, and shy;
But I say I’m loud and flamboyant in my mind.
I usually like to be alone in my endless universe;
However I hate not having people with me with which whom l like to converse.
I hate it when people lie and spread gossip;
But when I find someone I hate I take their identity and toss it!

I’m told I’m sad, depressive, and gloomy;
However I’m freakishly anxious these days, someone shoot me!
I’m glad when I’m clothed in outlandish attire like no other;
I find myself distraught wearing clothes with bright colors.
Depressing songs make me extremely happy,
While popular upbeat songs to me are just plain sappy.

The country I like most is half way across the world,
Meanwhile the one I’m stuck living in seems to be my idled nation’s pearl.
I’ve told my sisters that kissing is scandalous;
Yet I read Yaoi fictions with sex scenes that are just luscious!
I hate wearing shirts have cleavage, cut low with a V;
But I love wearing pleated skirts that just happened to be mini.

I’ve told people that I cannot tell a lie to save my life;
When actually I’ve lied many times without causing strife.
I know I’ve said to people say what you mean;
But when I say that to you I’m lying through my teeth!
I am a walking contradiction,
Living life this way is for me is a personal addiction.