My image of me is so different from what is expected to be.
I am normal.
I am wise, yet I am different.
I do not see things the way that you do.
I need a sense of feeling before I can judge.
I go for quality not quantity.
How can two people who are so different be drawn so close with hardly anything in common?
Is it because I accept you for you and you like me for me.
If so, then it is agreed that we are opposites that attract.
Can one mistake I make change your whole view of me?
You do not have the authority to judge me or anyone.
Inside, I am a loving, caring, considerate and smart human being,
However, on the outside, I can be whoever I want to be.
The mystery lies within me.
It is the arrogance of my decadence that toys with your judgment of who you think I am.
I now allow you to borrow the opportunity to get to know me.
When you reach the point where you can predict my thoughts, only then you will realize that I have perfected the art of being myself on the outside because on the inside, you will never be given the chance to know me.