Hypocrite
Everything about me is hypocrisy. My feelings contradict. I am a confident person with no self esteem. How does something like that happen? When I think about how I’m feeling, and who I am, I just drive in paradoxical circles, going nowhere. I’m the most social anti-socialite.
I am hypocrisy.
I have an old soul but I’m young in spirit.
I am despressed and happy at the same time all the time. I have feelings of grandeur, while at the same time thinking that I’m generally not much good. Maybe it’s just being humble.
I try to figure it out but it never works out because maybe I’m not cut out to know why I’m myself.
