We're all a walking contradiction

 

It's hard not to do something when it's second nature.

You like being alone,

and yet, at the same time, 

it's so toxic that you just can't help but to hate it.

Your head is so full of thoughts,

yet it feels so empty.

 

How can someone be so full,

yet feel so empty at the same time?

How can someone be so filled with passion and life,

yet be so lost and broken at the same time?

Isn't that just a walking contradiction?

But then again, that's what we all are.

A walking contradicton.

 

We know that we should stop.

Stop feeding negativity, 

stop feeding our demons.

Yet somehow, 

even though we wound and suffer,

it gives us this sense of familiarity.

Maybe it's because we've been doing it for so long,

that if it stops, we fully lose ourselves. 

Maybe we're just afraid of the endless possiblities that lie ahead of us.

Of what we're capable of.

Afraid of positivity and happiness. 

Afraid that it will all disappear the moment we open our eyes.

 

We want something and yet,

when it is right in front of us,

we fear and we run.

 

And I guess that's why we're all a walking contradiction.