Monday, January 26, 2009

Contrast, contradiction.

I always hear the term 'walking contradiction', and apply it to myself.

I smoke, and I go to the gym.
Not to mention, I would give anything to make my dad quit smoking.

I am smart, but I don't try hard to get good grades.

I am the caregiver, the go-to girl for advice.
I can't follow it myself.

I have the thoughts, and not the words. 

I am a hopeless romantic, and yet avoid relationships at all costs.

I am not a hypocrite, just a contradiction. 

1 comment:

Cathy said...

That's an interesting topic. Not everyone is a walking contradiction. But you are, it seems. No one else would have thought of that, I think. Then again, how would I know?

Ducky