I am not what I profess to be. I am not lacking jealousy, and I am not proficient at Spanish anymore -- at least I don't think I'm proficient anymore. How would I know? I am not selfless, and I am not tranquil, nor am I an avid reader and writer. I am not always timely. I am not clear on what I'm doing. I am not doing what I want. I am not fat and I am not ugly.
I am not what others say I am. I am not pathetic and I am not selfish. (It is not my fault.) I am not stupid. I am not happy taking the easy way. I am not a bitch.
I'm just... conflicted, but who isn't?
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