Paradox

I like to call myself a paradox

Kind eyes with the grin of a fox

An enigma, oddity, contradiction

Short attention span, paired with a habit of addiction

Love, passion, anger, and hate-

mixed together doesn’t always translate

Filled to the brim with emotion

Many getting lost in vastness of the ocean

Strong and powerful, always in control

Classic mixed a bit of with rock and roll

Ambitious, head back, eyes up, never slouch

I’ll take over the world, once I get off the couch

Life and death, yin and yang, opposites attract

Pleasure and pain, night and day, it's just a matter of fact

Yes, I am a paradox, no doubt of that in my head

And when you cut me open, watch as I bleed red