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50 shades of Uncertainty

I used to like, in fact I still like
How you do your things
I like how you lie to yourself that you got an attitude
I like how you lie to yourself that you keep to yourself
But interestingly, I like how you warm my heart yet you are so cold,,
I like how you do the things you do
You are too innocent, that when you cover up, the cat lets itself out of the bag
I like how you get me writing, not that you inspire my thoughts, no, never,
You inspire my emotions
And right now I'm between a rock and a hard place
My emotions are mixed
I hate to love and really love to hate you
Sometimes you carry me for a fool, luckily, I'm way heavy
Sometimes you are way too nice, sometimes you are jerk
You are not qualified for bipolar,
You are just an overgrown adolescent
You can't get hold of what you want,
You say that, a lot is spoken in silence, you are wrong, only arrogance and ignorance is
Hey hold up,
I'm not going harm on you
I'm just letting my thoughts of you scribble themselves down
You complain of, being broken once, what makes you immune from another if you are this hot and cold
Like sauce you are hot and sweet
Again, you are not bipolar, you are just a confused young adult
Maybe you really don't know what you want
Maybe you are still for the teen love, of all day calls and supper night meet ups
Maybe you have insecurities
Maybe, just maybe
But you have to make up your mind
Time is ticking, and its ticking fast,
We are all not growing any younger
So please, give me your mind, as toxic or as naïve as it maybe, you need to be heard then later, we will decide' just maybe

*Doluh words*
© *2018*

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