Misunderstood.
Unloved.
Unaccepted.
Unpredictable.
That's me

I'm a girl who looks like the girl-next-door.
But sadly, I'm not.

In real life, I'm a girl with an overzealous mind and an inferiority complex.
I have loved and lost many a time; however each loss i face always feels like the first.

I possess multiple personalities and the thought of it mystifies me
and a few other people too.

I vent my dreams, my frustration, my sighs, my joys, my fears by drawing.

I'm often seen in a world where there is no pain, no suffering and no worries.
Yet, strangely I am still sane, though at times many have stereotyped me as weird, dark and mysterious.
Nevertheless I accept the life that I have been born into with open arms.

My reckless self talks to strangers on the possibility that it might be love.
My reckless self read books without a purpose, just because the book might take me into an entirely different world.

some loves me.
some hates me.

But no one is perfect.
No one at all.

"And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am"
-iris (goo goo dolls)

for someone so imperfect, did not you ever realize you once had all the love in the world?