Deepakism VII - Followup

Follow up to accepting ambiguity. I once was a little girl who tried to fit in Wore the patent leather shoes,dresses, and ponytails Didnt want you to have to think twice To know for sure I was nice Grew issues and angst Around looks and weight Didnt know who I was Fat or thin Gay or straight Knew I was cute So I worked that for what its worth Couldnt take credit for it was a gift from birth opened arms and legs searching for identity who is this real me? Im happy though sometimes sad Quick to smile - slow to get mad Warm and nurturing At times Im ice cold Look kinda young But my spirit is old Still naïve after all these years One of the attributes not watered down by tears Honest, but I do lie Caring and daring A coward and a twit a bitch and a temptress Dont mess with My child, my woman, my shit cunning and gullible Im too hot to touch Everybody wants me When they have me its too much Trusting and giving Although sometimes I give it away Should make you earn it Even make you pay Im smart Sometimes dumb Willing to work But love to have fun Funny in a warped kinda way Gotta get the joke Or I keep you at bay Like it by myself But love company All of these things Are part of me Im a saint and a sinner With my bible and prayer circle cigarettes and jack cant think of a good or a bad that I lack I guess im allright at the end of the day To be this way and that and with that Im ok