My Best Friend Forever and My Worst Enemy...

It's hard to be me at so many levels,

Fooled by the demons, protected by angels, 

I smile and I laugh, I frown and I sigh, 

Spinning in circles, while I'm doing fine. 

I dance without music, I stumble and fall, 

I rise, I get angry and hit hard a wall, 

I hate it, I love it cause this is so me, 

It hurts me, it breaks me, it motivates me. 

Some days I feel good, then I feel really bad. 

I think I am happy, but go to sleep sad. 

I open my wings and try to fly high, 

But when I look down, I fear I might die. 

Sometimes, the apocalypse seems to be coming. 

I'm on the shore, but I'm almost drowning. 

I'm afraid of storms in clear daylight, 

I surrender my soul without any fight. 

But then there are days when I give myself love, 

I see only rainbows and cute butterflies, 

I like everybody and they all like me, 

It feels the best time to breathe and to be! 

Sometimes I need to be heard, to be seen, 

To be what I am: a nice human being, 

To go out, meet friends or strangers too, 

Not to worry about what I say or I do. 

But there come the days when I want to be dust, 

To feel no love, hatred or lust, 

To enjoy what I need most in the world:

Peace and full silence, not hearing a word. 

There are these days when I look deep inside, 

Finding myself the best place to hide;

Then I look in the mirror and what do I see?

My best friend forever and my worst enemy...