I Am Not Who They Think I Am
There are two people inside me, one is quiet, shy sensitive, very emotional, the soul of an artist, nurturing, loving beauty and the simple pleasures of the every day... She is a romantic a hoper a dreamer, a selfless giver, the soul of charity and compassion, a believer. A little girl, whose greatest wish is to be a mother.
The other is calculating, ruthless, trusts no one, picks apart every situation until there is nothing less. Pure hard core logic, an atheist, a doubter, a morbid cynic. A nihilist who has no redeeming qualities. Forceful and arrogant, not caring for others opinions or others at all. Selfish, uncaring, and belligerent.
People mostly see the first person, the other is mostly trapped inside, and yet they are strangely a part of each other, even dependent on one another. The nurturer who longs for space the cynic who wants to believe, the girl who wants to be something else, a voice crying out to be heard, a picture asking to be painted.
The other is calculating, ruthless, trusts no one, picks apart every situation until there is nothing less. Pure hard core logic, an atheist, a doubter, a morbid cynic. A nihilist who has no redeeming qualities. Forceful and arrogant, not caring for others opinions or others at all. Selfish, uncaring, and belligerent.
People mostly see the first person, the other is mostly trapped inside, and yet they are strangely a part of each other, even dependent on one another. The nurturer who longs for space the cynic who wants to believe, the girl who wants to be something else, a voice crying out to be heard, a picture asking to be painted.
By:
starzzy31
Age:
26-30
,
Female
