Everything

There is so much in me
that I want out
and so much outside
that I would like in.

I set my alarms
and repeat mantras into the night
to make me into something
that I am not

At the same time,
I am completely happy with who I am
I revel in my every nuance
happy to float and feel
with my prejudice and virtue

So I roll in contented discontent
happy to be nothing and everything at the same time.