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there is more than one side somewhat like the nefarious Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde but instead of having only two I have many, much more the first one I will mention here is the one that is always bored Oh yes, boredom plagues me on the most active of time but at least this personality belongs to me and is all mine The next one is sweet with a smile and a heart that's made out of gold but with all the fucked up people around this act does tend to get old The one to take over miss nicey nice Is not so pristine in act this one is a complete and utter bitch an evil apparition in fact Then theres the crazy side to me which rants unintelligible shit who runs screaming round the room and throws down to the floor in a fit The fifth is quiet, reserved and shy Antisocial am I to a degree but this one, alas, is not my fave of all the personalities within me The next is a sucker for a friend who always fucks me over somehow I try to repress this one but cant It wants to come out right now I'm a poet, and a sage An artist and a mage The one locked in a cage exploding with fury and rage The next is a comedian the jester bit - the comic relief who tells the friggon lamest of jokes so lame they're beyond belief Theres also the paranoid twit in me who always thinks someone is talkin' shit about me behind my back As they trip me while I attempt walkin' Theres the party animal, another side who's gotta be hangin in a crowd I tend to say things that I regret And my big mouth is always too loud Theres a mother that nurtures my small but growing boy to raise my wonderful son it gives me great joy But I'm impatient to a degree I want everything last week Theres the strong side to my personality As well as the vanquished and weak I'm everything to everyone I can be extremely rude I'm the exhibitionist up on stage And even a slight little prude I have odd ideas and morbid thoughts I'm wicked, pure and sad Theres a nasty side to my very soul I'm totally stark raving mad Theres the smoker who knows its terribly bad and yet I cant manage to quit If I keep smoking these damn things I'm gonna end up in deep shit I'm a rebel I'm the law I'm the grinding in your jaw A rat that tends to gnaw An icy heart that will not thaw Theres the counselor who helps peeps they tell me all their thoughts and fears I'm on the verge of insanity and the one who bursts into tears Theres a lover and fighter theres the one who don't know how naive she is in the scheme of things and how far she sometimes tends to go I'm an addict..addicted to many things Obsessive compulsive here too theres the person who tries everything then the one who refuses to try anything new I'm not a very affectionate one then turns round and tends to smother my family in every way I can Including my significant other So You see I'm many things with mucho personalities abound But of all this, one things holds true I'm certainly not boring to be around. BACK TO POEMS |