My Shortcomings

Being made of fragile sensibility I relish being lost in my own creativity Why, I even relish sharing it with the world Such does make me feel like I am a special girl But I am in all also made of shortcomings They do take me to more than causing some disturbing I do interact with difficulty With those who do make up the walls of my city I prefer to be alone To my own demons I do become prone I do keep my judgments to myself And do pretend to be a solo queen, seated on the highest shelf But hey, I do have a conscience Many a times, it does show its magnificence I do feel guilty, if I have been too cruel I do show humanity, to those caught in my spell I do have a sense of duty as well Even if all I do wish is to be a rebel A rebellious dreamer Safe under her own cover I do care to do my duty With all sense of civility So in the end I guess it all makes me a good person One who can be trusted, for whatever reason!