I'm a ball of emotions.
I'm self-centered and I never finish what I've started.
I always have something to say, much to the chagrin of those who have to listen to me.
I can never quite express myself the way I'd like to.
I feel misunderstood so often it's exhausting to me as well as those closest to me (because they always hear about it).
I'm often frustrated with the world around me, but mostly myself for not living up to the grandiose ideas I have of who I should be.
I'm often pissed off about things that people around me just accept and get even more pissed when they make me feel like I shouldn't be as pissed as I am.
I've always felt persecuted for my passion.