I am selfish and stubborn…

I am childish and naïve…

I love too deep, too often, too soon…

I am overwhelming, hard to handle, smothering, overbearing…

I try too hard. I push too far. I get too close.

I don’t respect boundaries, but build my own walls.

I say one thing and mean another.

I laugh when I want to cry, and expect you to know the difference.

I seldom choose to sleep, but get testy when I’m tired.

I expect you to be just like me, but also acknowledge that I am one of a kind.

I want to be serious. I just want to play.

I pride myself on being independent, but hate to be alone.

I avoid things that are perfect. I search for things that are broken, then get upset if I can’t fix them.

I am…
Difficult, annoying, aggravating, frustrating…

I am a work in progress. 

I am worth it.

(c) K.F. 2007

Waiting and wondering. Not knowing but hoping.

Light blocked out by the shadow of past mistakes.

Stuck in a rut paved with tears from yesterday.

Brick after brick placed to form a wall around the heart.

Sabotaging love before its had a chance to start.

Imitating courage, while preaching open minds.

Embracing the façade while the real you hides behind.

Wishing for a rainbow, while expecting only rain.

Deciding not to feel at all, just to avoid the pain.

Asking for some answers, while wondering which are lies.

Giving pat responses, expecting you to read between the lines.

Visualizing endings, when it’s actually just begun.

Wanting to be strong, when every fiber says to run

-(c) K.F. 2009