Complicated

I’m a complicated woman

I’m complicated being

Because I’m nothing like I seem

So sorry to those

Drawn to this shell

Sorry that I smiled

And made you feel well

Now more than ever

It is evident to me

My mind is enough

To keep me company

Still, I try so hard to conform

Stretch out my arms to fit into the mold

Fill my days and phone with

Normal everyday folks

Try as I might I cannot deny

The mold breaking beneath my feet

Perhaps mold-less me is free

I can finally feel as normal as can be

Why must it be?

Why must I need to have and show

What they all want of me?

Aren’t I enough, just one of me?

Living is enough

Lying is tiring

Happiness is with me

As hard as it is for you to see

I'm a complicated woman

I'm a complicated being

In your eyes

I will always be

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Thank you from The Complicated Woman