I am only I
Knowing myself
Is beyond reasoning
Feeling you know me
Impossible
I am not sorted
Filed
Stereotyped
I am different
Than anyone
You'll ever meet
I am the jester
I am the blonde
The bitch
The slut
The brain
I am the poet
I am the scientist
The writer
The artist
The pain
And I am none
Of these things
Yet
All of these things
So don't assume
That you know what I'm like
I am honest
More honest than
Anyone I know
Cardinal virtue
Or simply courtesy
I'm not sure
I can hunt
I can fish
I can cook
I can swim
Live alone
And with others
Dependent
Independent
I'm such a hypocrite
And close to psychic
But I'm not sure
I love my friends
They are my world
The worst thing
You can do
Is hurt one of them
Tell me you're right
And I'll prove that you're wrong
Tell me that the square root
Of the isosceles triangle
Is anything but undefined
And I'll certainly
Have something to say
About that
I'm energetic
And mellow
I'm amazing in bed
I can sleep for days
I can talk the talk
Don't walk the walk
I babble
And froth
Scribble
And scratch
Tick
And tock
I'm done even
Trying
To give you a glimpse
Of me
Because it can't be done
No
Not done at all