I love, I laugh, I live and cry, I’ve wished at times, that I could die.Some days I’m funny, others I’m not, sometimes I’m in overdrive and can’t stop. I can be sweet and shy or sassy and bold, I’m quite a handful, or so I’ve been told. I am not perfect, I do have my faults, like when I get scared I put up high walls. Or I’m not as forgiving, as I’d sometimes like to be, because when I hurt, I hurt deeply. My logic is all my own, at times misunderstood, because I don’t always do things for my own good.You may not like me, but thats ok this is me and this is how I'll stay.