O positive

oh, positivity :) something different here. yet the same.

I've identified myself
as being a puzzle or
some sort of paradox.
But now that I've
sorted it into a box, per say-

-though I hate shoving it in-

-neatly, papers layered with
knotted bracelets-

-because I hate hiding it;
like it's not right
like it's something to be ashamed of
like it's some big secret-

-because, honestly, I'm laughing
at how obvious it might be-

-not that anyone would care, I think---

inside this metal tin-

-even though there's not that much,
in that place beside my bed, yet;
I hope there will be and I'll smile-

I feel...satisfied.
And confident.
And that...is pretty great.