Shattered

Timid yet bold,
Weak yet brave,
Shy yet outgoing,
Antisocial yet needy.
Lonely yet content
Ripping to shreds inside,
Yet coming together.
Changing by the instant
Yet always the same
Expressive yet held back,
Kind yet mean,
Self-confident yet self-consious,
All-knowing yet knowing not
Loving life yet wanting death.
At peace yet anything but.
The past, but the future.
Love yet hate.
Calling out from the inside,
Reaching to anyone.
Yet holding back the response
With a wall of steel.
Hating everything about me
Yet liking who I am.
Hating everything around me,
Yet loving it all.
Who am I underneath all of these layers I've built?
I just don't know anymore.
Searching for truth in a reality of lies,
Yet searching for hope in a reality of truth.

�2002 C.S.

Thats really cool. Sounds neat outload. Anyway I hope you keep up your great poems.

Each word in your poem make me 1/2 sad and 1/2 happy

But, it's really nice afterall.:)