I’m stubborn, I’m kind, I’m insightfully blind
I’m clever but dippy with a wide open mind
I’m witty and loving but I’m still confined
By philosophers thoughts that forbid me unwind
I’m a hopeless romantic who'll never admit
To soppy ideas that a fool would permit
When logic takes over I have to omit
The idealist views that I’d rather submit
I’m a critical thinker and passionate soul
I’m adventurous, free, but I need to control
I’m creative, reflective, my minds on parole
From uninspired thoughts that I used to enroll
I’m curious, thoughtful, and I do admire
A critical mind and a will to inspire
I’m expressive, I’m wise and I’d like to rehire
The faith I let go with unhealthy desire
I’m a realist, pessimist, but sometimes I see
That good things in life can rise effortlessly
So I’ll try to be positive, write joyously
But my mind still will roam to the cynic in me