Must You Know?

I want to tell the world,
yet I also want to hide,
life is hard but you must treat it softly.
Hard to be soft, tough to be tender,
Why me?
Why you?
In my head there is a flurry of unsorted words,
flying around my skull and banging at the sides,
they want to get out but have nowhere to go.
like me.

I hate you,
I worship you
You inspire me,
you bring me down.

If I was to say something to you, what would I say?

That I run off my fears?
That I live to be a cartoon character?

My favorite colour?

Purple, if you must know.

but I don't want you to know.
and I also do.

God, help me up,
make things clear,

let,
     me,
            fly....