I am a contradiction of myself..
I say and I take back words..
I am a man with flaws..
I try and I fail a lot.. !

I linger in my thoughts all night..
I am confused even when I am high..
I am afraid of commitments,
decisions, choices and expectations.. !

But I just don’t live with my flaws.
I love them, adore them..
They make me feel that I am not fake..
Allowed to be a bundle of mistakes.. !

And in this cruel world..
People who judge me on my mannerism..
Have empty soul with borrowed spine..
And believe in cult of Fascism.. !