Eternal Cold Poem by Laura arwen

I'm pretending too
much perfection from
myself
I want to
live happily in
my isolated home
I want home
I want a
harmless world
In some moments
I miss my
strange habits
I'm happy with
my solitude
Sometimes human emotions
are so cold
and unbelievable
The relationship between
people are cold
and poor
Sometimes I want
to experiment with
new dishes
In some moments
I am inspired
to produce new
creations
I am convinced
that I am
more creative
I'm happy to
have a tormented
soul
Sometimes I'm so
motivated to cook
that I want
to do it
all day
I don't want
to have limits
I'm boring
I realize that
I love compulsive
shopping
In many moments
I'm proud to
be alone
I want to
stay in my
perfect world
I'm tired to
think and to
live with people
I'm also tired
to have many
mental fears