Bluh. (Also poetry.)

So, my jump into the blogging world hasn't been quite as productive as I would've liked.  I keep thinking to myself that I need to do something deep or meaningful in an update, when I really don't realize that it can just be really simple like my last update sort of was.

Anyway, despite what I just said I do actually have something that I think is deep and meaningful to share.  Lately I've been doing poems.  I don't know why.  I read poetry on occasion but it's never been something I usually do myself.  This could just be a short poetry-writing spell, or this could go on for the rest of my life.  Who knows.  Anyway, have fun with this one.

Made of Glass

I am exactly what I appear to be, 

so long as you're paying close enough attention, 

so long as you don't let my sheen distract you from what's actually there.

If I appear calm, it's because I am,

If I appear easy-going, it's because I am,

If I appear strange, it's because I am,

If I appear dark, it's because I am,

If I appear light, it's because I am,

I'm also grey.

If you think I'm caring then you're right,

If you think I'm loving then you're right,

If you think I love you then you're right,

I love everyone.

If I look like I want to talk that means I do,

If I seem mysterious it's because I can be,

If I seem elusive it's because I can be,

If I look like I'm hiding something then believe that I most certainly am - I need a bigger closet for all my skeletons,

If I seem tired then that means I'm dead tired, and not just physically.

Now let's also not get confused by thinking that I am things that I am not.

You're wrong if you think I'm judgmental - I have no right to be, all appearances aside,

Don't believe that I am offended, for that's a hard thing to accomplish with me,

Anger and being angry is not something that comes naturally to me - but I may be irritated or annoyed, and I insist that those are completely different,

There are few things I truly hate, and none of them are people,

As much as I like to think that I know it all, I know hardly anything at all,

I am almost as selfish as I am selfless,

And I am fairly modest, believe it or not,

Now, where were we?

If you think you can confide in me then you're right, and please do,

If I look like I need a hug then that means I want one - I'm also very willing to give out hugs,

If I look lonely that means that I am,

If I look like I’m having fun then believe that I am.

You’re right if you think I’m deep – you could drown in me - but I have shallow places as well,

You’re right to say that I’m a little materialistic,

You’re right to say that I seem a bit vain,

But I’m not as materialistic or as vain as you may think.

If I seem numb it’s because I can be,

If I seem cold it’s because I can be,

If I seem cruel it’s because I can be,

If I seem ruthless it’s because I can be,

If I seem monstrous, my dear, it’s because I most certainly can be,

However, please believe that I try very hard not to be these things.

Yes, I am easily excited,

Yes, it’s easy to make me laugh,

Yes, it’s a simple matter to ensure my contentment,

Yes, I’m more insecure than I seem but I’m more confident than you might think.

I am fine with simple silence.

I am fine with just talking as well,

I am fine with doing nothing,

I am fine with doing something.

Everything I say has a meaning but I may not mean what I say.

You’re right if I seem listless,

You’re right if I seem fragile,

You’re right in thinking that I’m not quite as indestructible as I seem.

You’re right if I look pained,

You’re right if I look depressed,

You’re right if I look fine,

You’re right if I look happy,

I’m very bad at faking.

You’re probably right if you think you’ve detected a lie.

©2011 James Curry a.k.a Sem