I am quiet
I am loud
I am wanting, desiring, day-dreamin
About held hands
Being quirky all hours of the day
Yes, I can
I question
I wonder
I hide beneath
Stacks of books
Just to find me
Amongst the words
I am of laziness
I am of creativity
I am of procrastination
Of unfinished sentences, crafty projects
Clips of movies
I crave pleasurable treats
First thing in the morning
And before sleep
Taking lazy vacations in my mind
Surrounded by company
Dancin queen
Spoken word freak
Bypass the humming just to sing
I am of chocolate hazelnut
Wanna be fit
Pixie hair chick
Can’t be persuaded
I have to see with my own to believe
Love cravin, fashionata
Always doin my thing
I believe
I have dreams
I am moody, fun lovin
Sometimes caution to the extreme
Takin my time
I laugh to release and melt
When that song comes on
Anywhere on the street
I struggle with the rules
That try to guide
There to help
A shoulder to cry
And laugh on
But funny how hard it is
To sometimes
Just be
Plain old simple me