You

I Come dressed in pessimism With so many questions Untrusting, unbelieving Dragging some past pains Rekindling the same low self esteem, that always brings me down Scared, unsure,trapped, maybe I already stopped caring You So optimistic With so much energy, freedom Loving with bold hands Caring with bold hugs Believing, never losing sight of the light Fun spirit, fun loving So strong, principled, philosophical I look in the mirror My own reflection, with my defections I think of you My own hero, leading me to perfection