My name is Cindi, the ONE is where i dwell, I’m fine thanks for asking, i’m doing well–
I’m hoping to approach this entirely different, It is what it is but lets pretend like it isn’t–
Let me tell you a little about me first, start with the bad and end with the worst–
To begin I’ll say i am as crazy as shit and always have been, I’ve been reminded of it time and time again —
I also have a somewhat short and flammable fuse, so don’t piss me off cause your guaranteed to lose–
I’m loud and opinionated most of all, sometimes my mouth is my biggest downfall–
More recently however it has started to seem, like i have a problem and cant help but be mean–
The pain of life has left me badly scarred, turning me into someone damaged, self centered and hard–
I love my kids with all my heart and soul, but on my patience they take quite a big toll–
I’m friendly and outgoing, initially well liked, but they quickly talk shit soon as i leave their sight–
I cant live without certain things, and at times i may seem like some sort of fiend–
But me is who i always am no doubt, and I’m finally figuring out what life’s really about.
MisSyn
Perfectly Imperfect 