bones up against the wall

I am short-tempered,
Quick to take offence and slow to forgive.
I am vain.
I am toweringly confident and I am desperately insecure.
Emotionally, I am closed.
I am a rock.
My affections are secrets, rarely expressed.
My opinions are loud, even when unspoken.
I am awkward and prickly.
I am cussed.
I am stubborn.
The glass is half-empty and cracked beyond repair.

I criticise.
I judge.
I destroy.

I am all.

I am tolerant and kind.
I am playful and quick to laugh.
I am considerate and quick to praise.
I am loyal.
I am honest and open.
I am modest.
The glass is half-empty and cracked beyond repair,
But still I pour myself in.

I give.
I help.
I try.

I am nothing.

I am all of these things.
I am the best and worst of us.

I am the day and they only see the night.