I am What I am

I know this might be childish in terms of the flow of the words and nuances of poetry but I just wanted to write and so i wrote...n thats why I say--I am what I am

This is me-good or bad, this is what I am

And I ll be this forever, I can’t be a sham.

Yes without thinking I speak my heart out

At times I am gracious, at times like hell I shout.

I can tell u things n put you into laughter so roaring

And then I will be sullen, dull and be so boring

I can blabber uselessly for many an hour

N then I ll be quiet and my mood so sour.

I ll stand be you and for you everything I shall bear

The next moment I ll be unmoved as if I don’t care

I can give up my everything selflessly to see a happy thee

But I can also be selfish n want the whole world only for me

I am grown, mature and can give advice to you so sane

And I shall act like a trouble kid and can be a real pain.

With all the sweet, rosy, dreamy words I say, I can flatter

And then I can be so harsh, for it all to shatter

I know I am weird but I love me this way trust it

Yes I may change but then I think will it be worth it?