My brain might be broken
My body might be bruised
But my spirits are high,
contrary to popular belief
and what I tend to lead on.
The sadness is followed by a feeling of badass
Or maybe feeling like the villian in a story.
But that's my favorite person to be.
The bad guy.
The outcast.
The outsider.
The odd one out.
It makes me feel special.
And brings my hopes up.
I love that creeping feeling
Of mystery
And magic.
It's the one thing that brings me true happiness.
Being just a little edgy
But overall rebellious and fierce
And a bite to my words and attitude
Is honestly the best feeling in the world.
Being sassy is just my nature.
Frankly, no one know my true nature
And the part of me that I aspire to be
The part of me that I want to let fly free.
But I'm not so sure anyone's ready for that.
And I'm scared that once they take over
It'll turn my internal alter ego into my reality.
If I could hold back
And forget they exist
It would probably be the logical thing to do.
But
They're so much stronger than I
And I'd like them to stay a part of me as long as possible.
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