I am the chocolate stuck in your teeth;
Won’t go down without a good fight!
I am the itching in your feet;
The one that troubles you, then tickles you!
I am the ‘Why not?’ in your mind;
The little white angel sitting on your shoulder.
I am the words in your head;
Articulating the trivial phenomena that you fail to acknowledge.
I am a bundle of questions;
Enough to make you knock your temple.
I am Meredith Grey;
The last two minutes of deep thought that touch your soul.
I am the wind that brushes your hair;
The buoyancy of water that takes all the weight.
I am the saint;
With self- righteous morals for inhibitions.
I am a dancer;
Twitch just for that perfect moment when my hair flies at a perfect angle!
I am the straight face;
With the most turbulent emotions.
I am the confusion who lives in a mess;
Hell bent on redefining old norms.
I am randomness personified;
Looking for acceptance to the unconventional.
I am the sweet smile;
Coupled with a soft delivery of scornful words.
I am the rebel;
Who enjoys the subsequent discomfort.
I am your creepy blogger with the most clichéd title;