Me. .

Frozen by the heat
made fluid by the cold in the hearts
Livid in spiritless world
Amok in dead calms

Artless in inspiration
Matchless in aspirations
Scathed by applause
tickled by claws

Cherishing the alcove
repulsed by company
Disheartened at the apex
but spirited after a fall

Praised for the Ordinary
ridiculed for bringing a dawn
Dull at the beginnings
ending with an aplomb

Getting bored of people
but intrigued by the world
Sure of my indecision
and eager as hell to perform

Rooted in the shine
of a cluttered mind
Blinded by the aesthetics
of a clear heart

Consecrating the demons
and crucifying mild souls
stepping on flowerbeds
while grooming the thorns

Overlooking perfections
while seeking flaws
trying not to be
while being it all

Me.
my biggest mystery so far...