Love just being me

Too soon to be old
Too late to be young
No longer innocent
Still partially a saint
Like floating in the grey areas

Considered grown
But got lots more to learn
Considered young
Just my mind is way beyond my years
Like not being a girl but not yet a woman

A little bit of a glamour girl
A lot more of low maintenance
There are days that I primp
Then days I dont give a fuck
Like being unpredictably beautiful

Sometimes I spend time all by myself
And sometimes I need him near
Shy and quiet, a little apprehensive
More so social and loud, more experimental
Like changing it up from time to time

He thinks I'm only into him
Yet questions my loyalty
Show lots of affection to my man
Occasionally I keep my distance
Like keeping him guessing

Simple and readable
Complex and secretive
Loving and kind
Bitchy and rude
Love just being me