Wednesday, 17 February 2016.
Dichotomy.
Not the sun – just thy moon?
I’m a lover – I’m beloved.
I am fun, I am old.
Woman, sister, mom and daughter,
I am scared, I am bold.
I’m not bitter, I am sweet!
I’m a lady,
Bittersweet.
I’m determined, I am flawed,
I am awed by thee.
I’m his Ex, I am deep,
I am active, I’m asleep.
I am happy, ugly, heavy.
I just want to leave.
I am light, I am dark,
I am gracious, I am marred.
I’m a birdie, I am barred.
I am patient, restless, pretty –
Just thy wild card.
North and south,
Kind and blind.
Just a girl,
I’m a friend.
I’m just tired –
I will end.
I am loyal, I betray:
I’m a sinner, I’m a saint –
I’m forgiving, I’m forgiven,
Though now drained.
Hot and cold (not really)
I’m a teacher, so silly!
I’m a playful mystery…
I am strong, I give up,
Direly need thy hugs.
I am human – there you go.
You won’t judge me,
So I’m told.
I am crazy, I am biased.
Fired up,
Wise, wired and hooked.
I am Tinderella Anna.
I’m thy secret, open book.
© 2017 rf
Obs. Day 59 of who am I’s?