Sometimes I am serious in my way
Sometimes I am freak,
Sometimes I am harsh in my words
Sometimes I am meek.
Perhaps I am little arrogant
Perhaps a little balky,
Sometimes I am very reticent
Sometimes I am folksy.
Sometimes I'm daring persona
Sometimes a fearing guy,
Sometimes I am fierce little bit
Sometimes I am shy.
Sometimes I am loving beloved
Sometimes a caring friend,
Sometimes I am cruel enemy
It is they have said.
They say I have hurt them a lot
To whom I love by core,
How can I give them argument
They have done it more.
I think I should look forward
Forgetting all the prior,
Perhaps it is very difficult
Sometimes, I am sure.
I think I'm not aware of my self
How can others be even,
They say I have changed very much
I say I am not driven.
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