Sad

Sometimes... I can be smart, but can be very stupid.

Sometimes... I can be very sensitive, but can be very dull and thick.

Sometimes... I can be very carefull, but sometimes I can be very careless.

Well that's me... I am not proud but I don't feel bad about myself.

Positive and Negative things are in me, sometimes I can handle them, but sometimes I can be overwhelmed by them. I think, that is natural. No one shall blame me.

But once I hurt my lover... then I feel guilty. I feel dejected by my own immorality. No reason for me not to blame myself. I deserve to be sad and lonely.