I am

Hopeful and cynical
Happy and sad
Bewildered and composed
all of these I am

Seeing and blind
Deaf yet can hear
I'll be anything at all
and nothing as well

I deny everything
Can't stick with one side
Mentally stable
and shattered as well

Torn into halves
I must side with one
Cannot be perfect
and have pieces missing
Emotionless
yet still feel depression

I fear myself
yet console alone
Require company
and want none of that

I'm whole and broken
I wish for neither truth
For things that are whole
never seem real
And shattered objects
reveal too much

Author Notes: I sort of wrote this in a depressive mood so I don't know how good it will be.
Reviews are always welcome no matter how critical!