The two sides of us.
“Sometimes I am the soul of wisdom
able to deftly unravel life’s knots
for myself and others.
Sometimes I’m a heap of insecurity
reaching for the bed covers
to pull over my head.
Sometimes I feel like I get it,
the simplest of wisdom,
and can shed a little light
At least give a hug,
or make someone laugh out loud.
Sometimes I feel inept,
hollow, and a little fraudulent
and wonder if I know
anything at all..
Maybe it’s for the best
that sometimes I feel so much
as opposed to feeling nothing at all.