Code

The most effective codes are the simplest. We always look for things but miss the obvious.
I like metaphors and riddles; I lose myself in them.
But I also lose others in them.
I could make it so clear, all the things I hide out in the open. Would you still feel the same?
I wonder sometimes if everyone just likes a mystery.
No matter how hard I try not everyone believes the mask.
I want to be a stereotype. So simple and belonging.
I do.
I wear my heart on my sleeve for the world to see but annoyingly its covered by scars.
I want to say one day, 'Hey, I'm not okay.'
But then you'll ask why, and there is too much I can't say.
Sometimes I do, but really I'm not sure what I'm after. Not advice, not a hug, not to be ignored but not sympathy.
I'm not pretending in this. There is no code. These are just honest words that mean nothing more than what they were designed to say.

I'm not nice, I do discriminate, I judge, I do bitch, I do get paranoid and I'm vain and not always proud. I like pretty much all music and sometimes I dress quite different. I'm not sure who I am but these thoughts are mine and sometimes I want to explain but sometimes I don't want to share too much.