I'm not JUST any one thing...
I'm hood, but I'm prissy
I'm a tomboy, but I'm girly,
I'm a lover AND a fighter
And jealous, but aloof
I'm quiet, but I'm opinionated
I"m silly, but I'm serious
I'm sweats and converse, but I'm heels and tight jeans
I'm hardcore, but I'm a softy
I'm a hopeless romantic, but a stone-cold realist
Dosen't that sound confusing!?
I'm R&B on a rainy day, or blasting hip-hop with my car windows down.
So when you break it down...does it make sense?!
Truly part of me says it dosent even matter if it does. At the end of the day who has to understand me....?
Answer: Shyt I gotta understand me!!
I guess I understand that I don't make sense, lol.
For some reason I guess it just seems like the rest of the worlds got it, while I'm sitting here scratching my head. Maybe it just looks like that because I'm on the outside...no idea what everyone else is thinking. And I'm pretty sure I APPEAR to have it aaaaaaaaaaaall together.
HA!, lol
Mannn...I guess I'll get it one day...or maybe never. Maybe its not terrible if I never do.