I’m like a needle , except when placed on a surface or used to puncture something I can’t stay in a place 

No no no I’m like a cup without a defined surface 

No I’m like a ball I just keep rolling 

Okay sorry sorry 😞 

Nothing can describe it okay 

I’m restless and indecisive 

I don’t sit 

Not that I don’t sit down with my butt 😂 

My heart doesn’t sit 

My brain doesn’t sit 

It’s always juggling 

I’m always bothering about this and that 

Thinking about a million things 

And wondering if I should listen my head or my heart 

I’m very chaotic 

But I can proudly say I’m peace to some persons 

Sometimes I just wonder why I can’t take my advice 

Why I can’t listen to my brain 

Why my love life is chaotic 

Everything is just scattered 

But that doesn’t mean I don’t crave peace 

Off course I do 

More than anything in the world 

I’ve tried sleep

Yes it used to be peaceful till I started to wake up at intervals 

I tried doing a lot of things to be calm but my mind still wonders 

Even music isn’t a remedy anymore 

Actually if you have suggestions you can let me know 

I am chaotic and I just pick fragments and put it together 

So nobody sees that side

Just the calm personality 

Sometimes I wish I never grew up

Having no worries 

But then I think of how far I’ve come and I’m cool with being my age 

The weirdest thing intrigue me

Color books

Fire

Weirdly shaped elements 

So I don’t see myself as weird anymore 

I just see myself as chaotic 

And I keep trying to be organized in my head 

Not to overthink 

Not to cry

Not to breathe too loudly 

And yes this my most chaotic write up so far with fragments of who I really am