i'm

I drink,I sometimes smoke, I laugh and I speak loud.

I'm brave though I'm afraid and i never quit.

I dream, i fight, i misbehave.

I don't believe in anything or anyone but myself, i trust no one but myself.

I'm bad, I'm diabolic, I'm sarcastic.

I never hate, i rarely envy.

I hide, I fake, and sometimes I lie, but only to myself.

I don't show my emotions.

I don't clearly communicate my thoughts.

I hardly fall into anything and i easily fall out of everything.

I'm a mess in all social matters but my disguise never fails me.

I'm not perfect, but lately I've felt like everyone around wants me to be that way.

I'm still becoming who i am.