Jaded hearts and a Pocket full of Sunshine!

All the bizarre friends in my head keep me sound,

All the skepticism in my thoughts- makes me sick to the bone,

And I ignite the flames that burn my disguise,

The mask I would rather wear to go through my days,

And I cry with the sound of a million broken smiles,

I cry to get away from there,

I create dreams of the life I would rather have with the resentment of what it could have been,

I become happy with the smallest and silliest things, things that may not even exist in the real world, and yet are so potent in my head,

I’m a mind-boggling version of me, so amazing….so very real…

I’m self-righteous, but I care,

I’m stubborn, but I mature,

I’m selfish, but I love unconditionally,

I’m fixated, yet I unleash,

I’m free, but my feet are well grounded,

I’m an addict, but I’m restrained,

I’m fragile, but I’m strong-minded,

I’m victimized, but I’m optimistic,

I’m imperfect, but I’m sane,

My life….. my problem…

Don’t critic me, correct me,

Don’t pity me, accept me,

Don’t leave me, allow me,

Don’t disregard me, believe me…