Where To Begin…

My emotions are erratic, 
and hard to understand... 
And my head overflows 
with ideas and unfulfilled plans. 

My perceptions are complicated 
and haphazardly skewed... 
With a reality warped 
and questionably construed... 

My memories are my past 
but somehow still in my present... 
And honestly in the morning 
I'm just fucking unpleasant. 

My mentality is borderline 
of being clinically insane... 
But truthfully my flaws 
make me never want to change.
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