It's a shame that I'm so fickle
always going back and forth
with the ebb and flow of life
Like night and day
I'm on and off
My personality is liquid
it takes on the shape of it's container
I can't seem to stay on top of my emotions
My mind is never made up
and always unmade
I can't control the way I feel
when everything is fleeting
I love and hate like switches flick
I'm the undecided drizzle
never knowing when to pour
Sometimes I swear I'm dying
but then I choose to breath
I honestly wish I could freeze the world
collect my thoughts and pieces
meditate a while
decide who I am
and continue