I am

I am me, so many things
I am happy
Oh so joyously happy
And sometime sadness
It plagues my tears
Anger grabs
Like tiny fistholds
And I am me when I am jealous
And I am me when I am zealous
I know my heart
When I sit alone
When we're apart
I know who I am
When I see the sun
It rises and it shines
Then it falls beneath the skies
I am
Hungry with insatiable curiosity
And yet I want to be asleep
Thoughts drowned out by an ocean deep
My soul allowed to search and reap
Its embers from the slowly dying coals
Like a glass of aging wine, so bold
My flavours daring to blend together
Every day I'm becoming simpler
And ever more complex
I am me, so many things
I'm crass and brass and sometimes sassy
My mouth can fire cannonballs
Yet fingers type diplomacy
And dance along the keys
Tiny faeries beating wings
And yeah, I dig those chicken wings
And I like pizza
And cream cheese and capers
And crackers and loch
Steak and potatoes are my fodder
And I love my mom's fish chowder
At times I don't mind getting drunk
And I can fart and burp and laugh a lot
But mostly I just sit and sip
Tasting layers of some wine
With my steak or a plate or crackers
Or throw back a couple BK stackers
Kukicha, Jasmine, Earl Grey, Oolong
Tea aromas can be strong
I love to dance to awesome rhythms
Or, sitting still, see algorithms
I cannot sing but yet I try
And when I'm happy I sometimes cry
I can be morose and I can be gross
And if you want some healthy dose
I've got some humour for your pain
For others' joy can be my gain
I can be dramatic yet robotic
Logical and quite sardonic
Sentimental, scared and caring
Shy and yet sometimes I'm daring!
Creative while I'm standing still
Crabby when I've fallen ill
All these things are me, you see
All these things let me be me
My mom saw all these parts of me
All the things that make me, me
And of the people that I know
Few can grasp that bit of soul
That dangles there for all to see
With one I've found eternity