Sometimes I try to figure myself out
I'm so confusing
One moment I want one thing
And the next another
I feel confident
And then I hate myself
I love the rain
And then I grow tired of it
One day I smile at your thought
And the next it makes me feel sick
I think I know myself
And then I don't
Oh my god.
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DeleteAs an ISFP, I relate to this so much. So very very much.
ReplyDeleteOh, I'm halfway between INFP and ISFP!
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