Complex

Strands of me
Twisting
Winding
Tangled
Fangled
Sometimes
Mangled
All add up
To the girl you see

Strands of me
Stretching
Straining
Peeling
Healing
Together
make me who I am

I am complex
I am difficult
I am not who I want to be
Most of the time

It could be a phase
It could be the beginning
Of figuring out
How to deal
How to feel
How to cope

When the girl
You thought you were
Introduces you
To someone you never thought you'd be.