I have another confession I'm abused I'm confused sometimes I smile when all I really wanna' do is cry sometimes I cry when I'm really happy sometimes I say i will try when i have no intention of doing so sometimes I do things to make others happy and hate that I'm exerting the effort my eyes don't glimmer my smile is not perfect my trust faded time to time I promise to call back and then sometimes I don't I can take things too far and I can assume and I hate criticism I hate when you point a finger I hate all the things about you that i see in me I want to change myself make undone this biological chemistry but again and again the cells multiply and I'm exact copies of myself a million times more I'm human I deceive I lie I cry I love I speak the truth I'm hurtful I'm spiteful worst of all I'm the human condition. A creature so complex that no one will ultimately ever understand in far lengths what is going on inside us. Our emotions manipulate our physical reactions and vice versa. I'm evil I'm pure I'm the yin and yang of all that is good and bad in this world. infected affected effected trying to keep together all these pieces; these pieces that remain to be polar opposites but forever will be Cristina.